Doesn't sense perception limit us?
Or serves as the gateway to infinity
Aren't we all caught up in illusion?
Or illusion rather poses as liberty.
What is it that gives rise to human frailty?
Neither it is want of money, nor of love
But utter disregard to the omniscient naivety.
Reality is words spoken, and words thought
And what resonates with you on first impulse
Is what prevails across.
What's true for you is true for all
Those who believed this they rose
Even though they encountered numerous fall.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem