You give me a ragged clothing
You give me a dark chapter
You give me a dreadful custom
You give me a seasonal fruit
You give me an invisible settlement
You give me an organ of religion
You give me a life mode of farmer
You give me a radical rule of demon
You give me a poor’s dispensation
You give me a beautiful behavior of sweeper
You give me a shoulder of future’s poetry
You give me a poor bed and light of sage
You give me a cemetery within you and me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very fine write, thanks, I like it.