Am I this body?
Is everything belongs to me?
I am in ignorance
And here is night.
And I am hungry
I am thirsty.
They are coming to me
In dark with an intention
To eat me up
They are busy in
Making their love-feast
I am in anxiety.
This is that world
I am living in
And telling I am great
This is that world
And it is always in dark
In spite of sun moon and stars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem