Are you free now?
If yes, call me.
If no, intimate me,
Later on, I am there
To call you.
I am the truth,
And I am not here
To reconcile
With something and
Something relating to
Birth and death.
I am not to touch you,
I am not to tell something else
To somebody else about you.
With all honesty,
Let me clear,
I am not the sailor
In the clouds.
In my own showroom,
I am ready for anything
But for good.
My poems are there
With all clarity,
My life is there
With its own identity,
My time is there
With eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem