Its first time for me...
to seat with you in dark place.
it's first time for me...
to come with you in outside of my village.
its first time to see the road from a bus
it's first time to draw my mind in circus.
Please don't touch my hand with your nail
don't hold my clothes with your finger snail.
I like alone star in alone night on alone sky
I like only one life before of my die.
there are not titanic wishes
Even not a single mosque for dictating prayers.
in my life I am alone and will be
there will not any ant for dangerous.
O my hope and dream please listen this song
life can be anything but
Soul is not wrong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem