What is the meaning of all these,
No, thanks, please,
if we are no way connected with anything.
No pause, and life is going on,
No touch, and love is going on.
No truth, and the sun is going on.
Let us keep some times with us,
and the time would show who is yours,
with a break in between birth and death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem