I’ve known lust since I was born
for pangs that carry on the air—
droplet notes and woman-song—
deeply sugars for the just-begun.
A line is read, a truth is sung;
I watch it bloom and then disclose
its fullest warmth, so winter’s on the wind.
I take a breath and hold the heat
to keep me whole while ice packs in my world.
I take the lonely road away, and there
am sure to find, in wamth,
traces of my voice
in its first tantrums here.
Sometimes i ponder on I then as i went on, i met U and V (we) , all along from A to Z...I, U, V, they all alone but they be united somehow in a line of sentence sometumes...thats mean its fine to pick a road to be alone sometimes, but we cant definitely be alone forever because there will be time all meet each other either in words or sentence, or in a heart, person or community_SOul
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I would like to translate this poem
Thank you, Mr. Dhawan.