After taking of the ground
she is on the tree, though she
is fed on my blood but sleeps
with the enemy, big value words
always on a small mouth but make
alliance with a thief how does she
misses the points and over looks
the sentiments? She writes poetry
so she must not be a fool, I see,
she is intoxicated with name fame
money, cool! ! Her philosophy is
: '' if you do not touches and teaches
other then you are a greater poetess ‘'
so I think she is nothing but a cunning
fox to whom you are all stupid and
I am an idiot box! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem