Leave me alone or I will leave thee
I want more space to make mind free;
It is Winter and long days ice to shower
And waiting for Spring and its flower.
From top to bottom shiver in joyless cold
My melancholy mind moves to memory old;
The covered pressure of cold anxiety blocks
When every wish has lost and my heart mocks.
Terribly chocked amidst inexperienced ground
Ear is ragged numberless with sonorous sound;
The more I been hammered, the more I be firm
And synthetic fabric falsehood would do no harm.
Nothing now to note and neglect,
Hammered heart observes best.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem