On this day
I am unable to do
What I really
Wanted to do.
Inwardly
And outwardly
I belong to time
And well known to me,
Time is an abstract idea
And I wanted to
Go away from time.
I am watchful
And alert,
I understand
It is not easy to
Go anywhere.
Life is all
A question of time.
And time-the careful
Analysis of life.
I realize
Time and life
Though, truth.
Both are
Far from the truth.
The truth is free,
But neither life
Nor time is free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem