Separation is a must O my love
Think not it is real separation
It is just the birds flying away
In different directions in the morning
Converge again on the tree in the evening.
Every one has his own life to live
And own plan to execute the plan
And giving respect is our duty
It is nature's law
Nothing to grief and live sorrowfully.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem