No soul but poetry,
It is twilight,
It is life.
I want everything,
But complete whole.
No bird is interested
To commit suicide,
I know.
Ignorance is there,
And there is the pleasure.
What I dream,
That is my intimacy,
With dark, and
I am being fired.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is life! Nice work.