I know how the fire is
I burnt myself in the love
So I know what love is
I know how the rub is
As I rubbed heart against heart
So I know what the spark is
I know what thirst is
I had been sucked in lust
So I know what lust is
I know how painful it is
When blood from heart spilled
So I know what bloodlessness is
I know what waste is
I had been ruined in the greed
So I know what the greed is
I know how the soul is
A soil of thousand cracks
So I know what the spoil is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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excellent poem. there are so many lessons to be learned in life. But first we must get burned to realize the hurt. I know what loss is because I have loved and lost.