After loving and leaving me, do you think,
That you can be happy, my love? ,
Asked she sadly and slowly,
Sobbing and sighing,
With the tears falling from
And the trickles
Dried down on the innocent cheeks.
Will you divorce me, will you divorce me?
Have you stopped liking me from now?
Am I not your own?
Do you think it so?
After loving and leaving me,
Going after another,
How long will you keep going as thus,
Love and leave, love and leave?
Do you think that you can be happy
Breaking the relationship.
Dumping me poorly?
Mind it God is there, the same Almighty
Seeing from there.
Are you planning to divorce me?
Can the hearts be not mended?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Am I not your own, great question related to love and truth, thanks. In fact, we are all one and the same, We are the fragments of God .