Flower
-Flower, for whom you bloom?
-For love.
-Then why your body is full of thorn?
-As none can touch me.
-Flower, for whom you bloom?
-For love.
-Why dwelling of insect at your split of petal?
-As none snatches aroma from me.
-Flower, for whom you bloom?
- For love.
-What kind of love is this which cannot take or touch?
-Love is heavenly gift like beam of sun.
Whose obtain gives no joy but sacrifices.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem