Life is a dream
And I am therein.
You are there
In the dream.
What are you doing there, dear,
That I can't say.
What am I doing
Also not known to me.
I record my own voice, at times.
Confidently I tackle the fire.
Water is my think-tank,
Still, I failed to know,
With pieces of evidence and
Incidents of the underworld.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem