"As I thought that you are a poem, I have been reading you for quite some time" my mind spoke to me.
"What have you learnt, as you read me? "I did ask my mind.
"You are a dispersed sentence and a ruined concept" areply came to me.
After watching this, my heart laughed.
My heart knows the reality, that I am a true human.
Nicely conceptualized. A man is the sum total of his mind, body, head and heart. They ordinarily act in unison but the possibility of a conflict between them cannot be obviated. Thanks for sharing the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poet needs to be a 'true human' first.