Celebrations all around and sitting in the middle of congregate,
Still I feel numbness inside.
People say life has not yet started, what you have read so far is the prelude,
Still I feel exhausted inside.
Love being poured unending and unconditional,
Still I feel lonely inside.
So many avenues open and visible,
Still I feel lost inside.
So many colors of life around,
Still it’s all dark inside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem. Very true said, sometimes in our life we feel darkness, though it full brightness outside. Loved reading it.