Challenging interior feelings, causing a deepened
intensity that elastically covers up my mind.
Using intellect to keep sanity intact while dealing
with insights that continually keep coming to mind.
Developing spheres to capture each of the thoughts
into their depths where I can see and feel them when-
ever wanted.
Writing self out from all these experiences one by
one, falling into steps of intellect with a genuine
wisdom and foreseeable knowledge of the future.
Following trails left to me, searching for details
that will separate me from the inane attitudes of
others and their lives.
Running faster than ever trying to outdistance them,
enjoining intellect and fantasy to overcome their
insistence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem