when you pursue it
when you claim that you need it badly
it simply closes its door from you
airtight
when you finally give up pursuing it
when you too lock your door
and stay inside it for good
it knocks and insists that you take it
you peep by your window
it waits there and so silly that you
look at it
with full pity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem