I don't like hatred,
Without reason,
I often invite it to visit my mind.
I like love,
But many times
I accidentally kick it out of my heart.
Life is full of confusion.
I try to understand you.
I ask you to understand me,
But I never understand myself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very significant piece of life taken up for probe. Highly philosophical. To me, this is a very common observation for which no ready-made answers are available. Loved reading it. Thanks.