The moment you came to my life
I became the poet of love;
The day you kept distance from me
I was called the poet of pains;
Love has a fathomless vortex,
Once one slips into that, it will
Take him to where even the so-
Called infinite cannot trace him!
(Composed with 8-Syllable lines)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem