My blind heart has never fallen in love;
Throughout the whole life,
It has walked alone on the dry path
Putting on a pair of old shoes.
I have no enemy on earth.
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The foolish bird
Trying to go out of the blue sky;It may go and go and will dieBefore findingIts end. O Love, I singYour song and will sing for good soBecause without you life is meaningless, I know.
They say
the top news of the day.You have already readthe top news of the year-I am now dead.Am Ireally dead? O friends,tell, does a poet ever die?
Both in the sun and rain
a boy beside the roadworks ceaselessly from dawn to duskbreaking bricks into pieces.He entertains into his two eyes a dream desolateof merely three handfuls of meals;the dream certainly not for rich dishes— korma, kababnor for princely recipe on the table.Still everyday he remains unfedboth in the sun and rain beside the roadpassing his poisonous days.O…
Sometimes he cannot recognize himself.
Even his own voice. It seems to him that he is an alien,A man of different language who has been haunting himFor twenty four hours like a shadow.Sometimes he calls himself by his own name.It seems to him that thousand years have already passed.Has his corpse been rotten then, or has he himselfBeen a mummy?…
Trees, valuable;
Trees die,fruits become trees.Rivers, valuable,more valuable water;no water,no river.
Forget me not,
Forget day hot,Keep night with thee.I will touch youIn thought, in dream.My love soft dew,Summer’s ice-cream.Forget me not,I won’t too you.You my sweet thoughtCalm, green, soft, new.