Only a thing
but that
can crush all tender flowers
adornments of the world
can bear myriad tragedies
can ruin and bleed every sincere heart
turning the sun dark
and burn even the universe,
is more dreadful than
the Satan, the hells
and the disasters all,
that 's called the Hatred.
Ko Ko Oo [ pakokku ]
hatred is the word used in the poem skillfully.......well penned........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is well done.............