Beautiful flowers in my vision Asked me a simple question,
I tried my best
To answer it,
But in vain,
Being frustrated,
I asked myself,
'Why? '
Soon an obscure shadow laughed at me from aside,
This time I screamed in extreme agony,
Just then a complex question came in my mind,
I became calm and tranquil.
An interesting piece that transports the reader to a misty, philosophical realm haunted by the Spirits of old ideology! Thank you for sharing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When we are confronted with a complex question we must be in a state of mental calmness and clarity to allow us to focus and contemplate. An interesting write.