Hey, can you hear me?
I'm done with my work here!
Is there anyone who cares to hear me?
I'm down here a little far!
It's been long since
I heard you and met you.
Here too I don't mince
And friends are few!
I'm charred in the welcome fire!
But it didn't suck me up.
Things are dark except the flames here.
By the way, will you call me up?
Guess game is not yet over!
I greatly wanna play it over!
I now look awfully ugly like burnt goof!
Will you love me like before and smooch?
Down here is a little worse than above!
No chance of sweet mistakes like there up.
The fellows above you are free from such a low journey!
They go scot-free though their blunders are ever heavy!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem