our world is like a prison
but without iron bars
we are cagged in here
killing all the stars
no walls to obstruct our view
no concrete floors to walk on
no chains to hide you
only a box that cant be seen
we must live in this cage
till we die of old age
when we join the stars
and leave the world of bars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I feel the exact same way. This poem is well expressed at many points. :) fantasmical poem