Who?
Who is that?
not sure, if that was me or not...
not sure, if that one who is naked as a dewdrop..
and that one who stand there, ...
and watching you with his heart, ,
not sure, if that was me or not...
that face which is full of,
nails..
and storms...
and rocks...
really i am not sure of that..
but i am sure, ...
that, that one whom loved you..
and never loved any one like you..
and always dream of you..
that was me..
and sure i am from that..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem