Avoid me
Play no politics with me
I am the person who jealous not
Want to remember you
As good friend once
On my dead bed
Don’t reduce my thought to rubble
It’s hard for you, I know
To be bothered
It’s also hard for me, you know
To come out of your thoughts
The perturbed thoughts
Will not cease to exist
But hey! That’s what love is all about.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem