When I was young I learnt to look in the mirror
To see the outer self if 'seem justified' be more
I grew up and got judged by me yet the me not they see
Walking around on the elements of illumination not within
Till one day, it became his time to lie on the steel there
I draw closer to see, just like anyother Mr. Robotson I dread
Reason for the fear I can't understand
Like he now possess a power more than mine
I feel he can now see through
Maybe to him, now Am nude
Cold and firm was he that I see
But he might want to say something to me
I went home, I may never again be whole
All along as I see the me but not me in old it holds
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is beautiful poetry.Liked it.Thanks for sharing.