What if life is
pronounced as 'DEATH'
and then I'll say when
I recieved your engagement,
'I'm dead'.
What if love is
pronounced as 'HATE'
and when you kiss me,
I'll say to you
'I'll hate it'.
What if together is
pronounced as 'SEPARATE'
maybe I'll keep on telling that
'I'm longing for the time we separate'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem