How far have to go to see you-I can’t bear more
Pain increases as touch the rose thorn pour
Water makes pond unrest- cloudy sky- mind weeps
When my beloved will be mine- missing bear arises
Crushing false you win- you the storm difficulties
Disgusting you decay put no life to leafless trees
Snake bites lightning flashes but storm is melody maker.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem