you know i have always wanted to tell you about the story
of conching.
i have already planned everything, from that nice beginning to that sad ending.
but i changed my mind. i decided to keep the story to myself.
i cannot share what breaks hearts.
it is the beautiful pain of my dear cousin which i want to keep and hence finally decided not to share.
it is more beautiful in its private box. I rewind constantly its song, over and over again. Till i finally sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem