Your love remains as a force to me!
But address your mind before you boycott the meeting;
For, your liberty is like the ticket for you to visit my heart! !
And like the words of the laws in the land of your muse.
Boy, boycott!
On the way;
Like the noise of the streams in this village.
Life!
To start afresh after many mistakes;
But, try to address your mind before you boycott the meeting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem