Flooded mind but still empty thoughts,
Gathering words but my guts let me down.
Felt the warmth that’s never fake,
Your tender smile made me awake.
Love to be among loved ones,
Hardly can I live with the loss of such a golden one.
Being born-is it a mistake? Or living- is a mistake?
I wonder which one is God’s mistake!
Shattered thoughts, Mistakes a lot, amidst of unleashed knots,
Wanna say you one thing- HATE ME NOT…!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem