You are not the same you were before
You move away from who you are now
When will you be yourself my dear friend?
I try to speak to you in vain
You have more than one presence in you
You never make out the words I utter
The listener is absent when people overlap
It's the same when you pretend to exist
What shall I do when you resist to reveal
Yourself to me a lie in hiding?
I reproach you with incoherant thoughts
To be dispelled in the unknown
I know you do not fear the abstract
For you are in love with the lost
But I try too hard in vain
You smile but only for a while
I quake in a manner loose
Leaving a crack in the essence of my being
For I tried too hard in pain
To float into your split space
Becoming you in every essence
And an excuse for your existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem