by Ehsan Sehgal
What the world gives me
Pain, sorrow and grief
I take and wear it
And suffer from that entirely
But I stay faithful
I am the truth-maker
For everyone
Though
I am in the town of my beloved,
But I feel alone
And miserable
The sadness is
Only the provision
And victual of my life
I am living
In such condition
The grief, pain and sorrow
That is my wealth
I am quite and pure love
I do not mix sex into that
I am the truth-maker
And love maker
I give love,
Even to my opponents.
Last updated July 09, 2015