My feelings, whether has been said and tacit,
Whether hasn't been unlamented,
I always curved and tend it with love and patience,
I don't matter whether it is that vital to spread throughout,
Neither wants anyone to replica about,
I know about the mortality and impermanence
Deeper than the individuals I used to grow up with.
I don't want to lose the precious breath of life,
Just for the sake of a momentary love.
I don't want to write the story about,
Which I know wouldn't be in the history
Thereafter the closing of the chapter.
Since we never know about the hell and heaven,
Whether this love truly gonna be in or not I know about mortality and impermanence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem