What do we
think? ,
What do we
sense? .
Oh stranges
isn't it? ,
Too manythings
we we breathe in,
We breathe out.
So clumsy they
are,
Manythings many
Illusions they
all are.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, very well said. Our mind sways like pendulum..Beautiful poem. Loved it.