confusion, confusion.
teenage is a confusion.
in our talks, in our works
total confusion.
confusion, confusion.
this life is a confusion.
in the choices, in our feelings,
total confusion.
yesterday we got to know,
that we too have hearts.
today they started beating.
they are showing many wonders to us.
futher they do so more.
some times there is temptation in our eyes.
sometimes there is sensation in our hearts.
we met with the beauties,
who left us in the air.
they got into our breath.
they got into our heart.
they pulled us like the magnet.
we can see them in our dreams and even out.
we fought with the dreams and reality.
confusion, confusion.
total confusion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
‘Confusion’ because we don’t what ‘exactly’ we need…no boundary line of our desire…and resulting in Confusion’ inviting [picking up] Confusion’…no Resolute Decision of our choice…fleeting…and capricious…remedy is ‘Contentment’ what we’ve…nice poem… Ten Ms. Nivedita UK