Lema
Yes of course it is you
I've played with letters
You know it so arrange
Pale are you; have lost weight
I looked and kept silent
'What is wrong? ' on my tongue
Not to ask; fought strong
And I won
Now apart, far away
Can you say: 'What is wrong? '
Sure of course
Don't repeat:
'Our life was...' such and such.
I know that.
'Like cargo were shifted...'
You're here.
'And they are retired.'
Thank God that
'They are no retarded.'
'I have child; he's seven...'
That too sure; I have heard.
'I must work, have them fed.'
Here I, keep silent:
'This is life; new way...'
Patriarchs and the faith
'These are what you complained.'
I have said and will say:
'Everything has a cost; for each gain there is loss.'
He had sex you mattress
Now you want, he's afraid
He beat and fed and hugged
Now away, he won't touch
'Love or hate...'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem