There is pain on one side of the heart
All the trees,
I reach to find relief.
I uprooted the root and squeezed the juice.
Medicine is not possible,
nature can no longer give
Taste of food, sleep, walking in dreams.
I don't want sleep,
Apathetic pain and tastelessness
I'm sitting in one corner of the porch, black
Touch wind, the naked wind of the south
Give your hand here to the left of the heart,
Here is the sound of bangles floating in a dream.
Let the drops fall,
Let's see how he wants to give me comfort,
my vibration to take.
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nice poem dear