I have not done this
to me with a purpose to arrest the door
keeper. How can you live without kith and kin?
This is a tribute to the
pain of giving blood to a tree of thoughts
Was it a nightmare to write a poem?
Do you think the world
will die one day. Bloomers
will put the body in a cauldron?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem