It hurts so much but don't know why, feels like it is coming from the heart
O well it is not because it is lost
So is it the brain or the eye giving the most pain or the both
It really is getting clueless to find out the reason
Doesn't really matter because the pain is not going to be less
It is growing bigger every moment hanging in my breath
Killing me slowly getting into my blood and vein
Neither it goes away nor lets me
It could be and endless sorrow or horrible dream
Even a heartless devil
What can it really be?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem