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I can manage with leaves
same as blanket,
I can think of a sea
same as droplet ...
Without pain, suffering much
I will pull out my heart –
It’s for you, oh my love, that I do it.

Let this tide snatch my verse
like some chips,
Tide aflowing and joining large sea ...
Without word uttered much
I will pull out my heart –
It’s for you, oh my love, that I do it.

1959
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
Translation from Georgian poetry. I hope you are enjoying Mukhran Machavariani's lyric poetry.

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steve1223
Beautiful poem...thank you for posting it
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marikia
Thank you, Steve, for appreciation,I guess those who are head over heels in love can understand it better.
Poetnumber1
wow...what a poemapplause thanks for sharing this,and please share moreteddybear teddybear
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