Floating in the aqueous confined space for months
And afterwards being pushed out through a dark narrow tunnel
You face a light, the same as you used to witness beyond clouds
And feel sad about living because it is temporal
Prenatal reminiscences are haunting you day and night
You find no way to blot out your recurring deja vu
The former world is distant, no more within sight
You dread going back through that black tunnel anew
When I was attracted to you, it was not by pure chance
I guess, you also had that divine foreboding like I did
I knew pretty well I would recognize you at a glance
Coz in my past life I was you, a weird nostophobic kid
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