When you were not
cool, the Agni burns. So quietly and silently
peace exists in your heart.
Do you respect yourself
when you are hungry. The moon
divorces the water and blames the sun..
The beginning of love
honours death. Tears and laughter
have different spirits to live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Tears and laughter have different spirits to live'. I live this, beautiful