When you ask
'How are you? '
Then I have to say - 'I'm fine'
Because that's word you want to hear.
You don't want to hear
the reason of not feeling well.
When you ask such question
and want to leave without hearing well,
Then why should I talk about my depression,
said my illness, or talk about my pain!
Rather, I told this lie - 'I'm fine'.
There is a hope behind it too
Hope to be really good
If the parole becomes true!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A small matter but you have inked about it very nicely. The bitter truth. Nice poem.