Pain Poem by Mukhlisa Eshpulatova

Friend
This world is not worth love
I love without knowing it
There many ways, but
I haven't found my way yet

I hoped for lovely spring
Happiness laughs like a bud
Betrayal broke my hardly
The tallest tree in my heart

I dreamed in the summer
That the sun listens to me
But my left heart is burning
With the cries of patience

I gave my hand to autumn
To be a salve for pain, dear
They didn't leave my soul
Like I haven't forgotten you either

This world is not worth love