The noise engulfs me. Yet I’m
alone. The birds sing outside.
Yet I’m alone.
The TV, radio and all that modernity
can offer hums around me. From
the apartment above, below and across
the street in front of me.
Yet, I’m still all alone. In the mall
the people walk past. Serious faces,
strangers faces. They look
and see but don’t quite see me pass
them by. The
restaurant has no space
left, it is full and we sit in a group and talk
and joke yet I’m alone. I’m part of it,
yet I’m still not. I sit with the crowd, I connect
with their thoughts. Yet I’m still alone,
not a part of that completely. Why?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem