In my heart and in front of my eyes
If something or somebody lies
It is nothing but it is your fond memories
If the soul doesn't find you beside me
Then ask me what is an uneasy and jittery?
Among people how I feel lonely!
As if my life will end and meet with death
My blood starts to clot and chocks my breath
The heaven cracks and the hell starts to turn green
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem