Ah, we all do enjoy so much
our 'I am done with living,
throw me into a grave
away from prying eyes.
Pity me for my misfortunes'
typical cliche poetry.
Is poetry not about the art anymore?
Sadness is emotional
and lets forth great words,
but more than hatred and pain
should be floating around us.
God, I love creativity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem