Oh, this world is so strange,
So is the people around me
They are at top by their name
But are too low in their manner
And it's too painful to me
When I know the fact,
That they were my friends.
Oh, how can you live,
With two face in one neck,
And two heart in your body?
But it's more painful
When I ask myself,
That how could I live,
To be your friend till this time?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
now a days the society behaves the same way you narrated! innocent people cant live here without fear! you are absolutely right Rose. I think I am reading a poem of a Noblest poet among this Rampaging humanity! God Bless You Dear! ! ! ! ! !