Where I am
Is this my destination
I can't mend my happening
Sail in this cyclopean paradox
Wondering in omnipotent desire
I have lost my eyes
All my sensation
Hello
My dear
Is this a boat or a mandolin
I don't know
Only want to embrace and sail
The skeleton of Sardine Mountain
By plucking the hours of distress
I shouted
Who I am
Where I am
Why I am
Who scratch the sky of soul
I need rain
Rain of traverse hope
(c) raju baruah'2010
A deep poem… ‘I need rain/Rain of traverse hope’ Hope keeps us live and alive …nice metaphor …for me bit abstract Voted 10 Ms. Nivedita UK
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Poet, sorry for the delayed response... well articulated and expressed the conflicting chaos of life and mind it remains me of this phrase ' Life is a conflict between reflexes and reflection'. Good one i would rate 9/10