Treating me as a solid waste
I know- You'd ignite to hurt;
But I'd silently pour more and more
The aroma of love on it....
Don't get surprised if it perfumes.
Dated: 22-04-2018.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good. evil must be met with virtue. but an improbable possibility in this society.
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