It is what it is not,
It is not what it is.
Let me say something
without the help of words.
I am sure you cannot
find me with so much words.
It is not that I hate words,
Words are there in my hearts.
Good words, pure words, pious words,
Love words, hate words and words of
so many kinds I love all.
But I am not in passion with words,
It is not what words signified
It is what what words are incapable to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes this is the truth of words..........very well composed Sir........