For long no one came near to me!
For long, I also not approached to anyone.
In fact no one come near to any one now-a-days.
We all have forgotten how to come closer.
We are moving towards our own circumference
But alas! The circle has become a point.
Now, we have no circumference at all
We have neither any diameter nor a radius
We are all transformed into a trivial point.
We have forgotten about our past wings…
Many times borrowing wings of the neighbors
Helped us to march forward beyond the horizon.
Of late our existence converted into a small petty point.
Our perception, faith, belief and humanity
Confined into a paltry trivial point.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem