So I am searching my words
That I have thrown away
in my poems.And my poems
are meant for you, only for you.
And you have complained not
able to receive the words therein.
I am searching the doors and
windows of my house wherein
you are residing with care
opening all doors and windows
and through which so many persons
are going and coming freely
without any hindrances. And so
I am searching you in my own words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem