Everyone and everything around
seems evolved, gaining ground.
Am I the only one frozen in time? !
They stare at me like I am
an airhead alien from distant era.
Did I really get abandoned by some
mad scientist's nailed chimera!
or am I just running out of time?
to be true wishing it's plethora.
or may be just reluctant to rhyme!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem