Business over lunch,
I dislike.
To enter into new contract,
I dislike.
Leaving tip,
I dislike.
But my like and dislike
Would be recognized by time.
I am living with time,
And time is ready to leave me.
Nothing I want,
Nothing is mine.
Just leave me what I am,
Just leave me where I am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem