Nothing is common between us.
Our likes and dislikes ever differ.
Yet we are never poles apart!
Our solemn sky has a rainbow color!
Like a pair of parallel lines we go ahead;
Side by side and hand-in-hand!
We must reach somewhere;
Where too we can see and hear each other!
What if we don`t mingle and mix?
Like any perfect homogenous mixture!
We never break down and need to fix.
We are tough inside and matters little the texture!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem