See you walking to the fire
With sky burning and moon
And stars getting charred
Smoke bearing fireflies
Settles on the serrated leaves
A smell of burning of
Bodies hangs all around
See you taking a dip
In the holy river of love
To feel that you get a heart too
End is not near
It is with you since years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem