I don’t love the big wigs,
Ego intervening.
I done love those at par,
Jealousy interfering.
I don’t love the lowly,
Prestige interposing.
When I love woman folks,
None of them stands in between.
13.01.2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good poem. Thanks. I invite your honour to see and give valuable comment on my poem. With regards Yours Gajanan Mishra