The meaning of so many things-
Not known to me.
And the word modern is
Coming under that category.
You may say whatever you like.
Talk or not,
That I know not.
But I say what I like,
And I am sure
You are to admit.
Excuse me, I am not the time,
Time is not for me,
I am going with the time, though,
The time is dying in me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The time is dying in me. Time is dying Gaja. Yes! Thankyou for this.