I know not when to leave
And you said I am leaving
At every moment without
Taking a pause.
My home is everywhere
That I know and yet
I am nowhere you alleged.
I am the wrestler
And yet I am
The weakest one here.
I know I am opened
And yet you complain
Not able to know
Where is head and where is tail.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am the wrestler And yet I am The weakest one here. Verily, love makes one weak as it's difficult to give up love........................10