I'm nothing
but a hallucination,
Nothing
but a faded impression,
A picture of
unworthy obsession,
A man of hatred
in possession,
An address of
an invalid session,
A person of
dirty confession.
I don't care
what people,
Think of me,
In east or west,
In north or south,
But for evidence,
I wish to hear,
From your lovely mouth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is the reality of man that he is nothing but what people think of him or her.it is One of your good poems.