Fate and Time are bad brothers
Bothering each other, botherers
Fate knows not when its bad Time is
Time knows not when it'll be fatal
They both clasp and coil along
They both hit and beat along
And lo, our life in their grip
They but join too good to snare us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very poignant poem, Indira. Thanks