like day and night
i will wear two faces
you cannot love one
and hate the other
for all these are what
i am: day and night
right and wrong, wicked
and tender.
if you love only this
kind of light, and shoo
away my darkness, this
is the consequence,
i will stop, and cease
to be me. I become
nothing, not even air,
not even a whisper.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You cannot love one and hate. Love automatically happens with caring nature. Love carries kind light. This poem is excellent...10