It was not a rope.
O venomous reptile, I am not your man.
After a colossal fall, the poem bursts in a flame.
The border sun was very
shy. Something is missing in your eyes.
Animalism prevails. No human love.
A nameless pain speaks.
You want to carry all the pains of
humanity to the laughing Buddha?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fantastic commentary on the present times. " Animalism prevails. No human love. " true to life….