Do not talk to me as
I am tired of meaningless conversation.
Do not sing to me as
I am sick of melody.
Do not walk along with me as
The path will leads to good bye.
Do not sit beside me as
The fire of my soul will consume you.
Come! It time to merge but not to be with.
It's you when I speak and it's me when you love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem