I hate your defense system
As it is destroying you.
I hate you as you are not interested in truth.
I pity on you, as you are not able to know what are you.
I pity on you, as you ridicule my strength as good.
Still I like you
Still I love you
Your sorrows I feel
Your inconvenience I feel
Your weak point I know
And still you are continuing
Your talk with me
All the time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem