Give me your pains.
It is not possible to divide a man
into two. Do not love me after withdrawal.
The colors are changing
here and now. I want to revert back
into innocence, and feel, god is watching.
It is easy to blame
hemlock. But you are drinking
like a god. Do not go into revolt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem