I cast a dead gaze at the sunlight
Wearing red glasses
As they commanded.
It was all red, I was happy
But time proved I went wrong
Then I wore green glasses
I was happy with the green world
And they said I was right.
But I was again deceived.
An assortment of glasses were tried
As per their order
Each time I was happy
And they were also happy, though pretending.
Again time remained silent.
I want to stand in the real sunlight
I know the truth lies just before me
I know the hurdle lies with my glasses
But I'm a puppet, a mere robot
Removing these is not a simple exercise
For it warrants isolation or banishment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem