Let me take back your
passion. Give me not, your love.
O moon, I want you.
Was this a ruinous unlocking?
Tell me how you will mend the
broken terracotta?
Was it a backflip to
amuse your benevolence? A giver
never begs for a funeral.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" Was this a ruinous unlocking? " I enjoyed this extraordinarily short poem by Satishji. Insightful and profound.