Every time I have embraced someone,
so many times, after that,
on the banks of the river of life, I have only
received a slap of sand.
The ones I love, from behind,
hit me
in my small life, when I build a beautiful
home,
then there is a disruption.
What did I do wrong,
by trusting everyone easily?
What did I do wrong, by loving only one?
In the city of reality, why can't I
be selfish?
After all this, why can't I leave them
behind?
If I love them, why would they hurt me
for no reason?
If he loves me, I don't hold it in my chest
To prevent accusations, accusations, and accusations
Maybe,
I was created like this by the Creator's command!
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