Desert
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Life
How it becomes
Just meaningless enquiry?
When wandering through
The arid deserts of lust
With no sources of love
To quench your thirst.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is nothing, just like a cruel summer desert if there is no love if there Iust lives as the accomplice of disguised love so, let's love by heart without any exchange......