So you come incognito
into my dream in proxy, I cannot believe.You
will play with me but not surrender.
A pain within a pain
will not sort out futurism. No gods are
born on our planet these days.
I want you for my survival.
Truthand longing don't go together
Dynamics of reversal comes again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem