Just the expectations getting blurry
Or back of lack behind in front?
Was it hidden
Or it was there only which I couldn't see it?
May or may not be- - was i was in that
Or was that there already which I didn't see?
Boggling in my side I let with my blind fold
Wasn't that a blind troll?
Missing it all the points
No point is here to point from where it was missing it- -
Further I stretch it stretches till it has not reach to his last stretchable point
Further it goes beyond that point
But no point beyond that...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is no limit to our understanding of a fact or phenomena. This can lead us to a new philosophy. Here is a beautiful quote from the poem: No point is here to point from where it was missing it- - Further I stretch it stretches till it has not reach to his last stretchable point