Sometimes I think.....
You are the best creation
Of this world,
Sometimes I think....
You are the worst creation
Of this sphere,
But at the end of the day,
I find a neutral line
In my sleepy realm,
It reveals to me the greatest truth,
Thereafter.....
Slowly I realise the most precious essence of your existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem