Estranged changes, Monumental experiences, The conquering of love is the instrument of understanding life.
My words cannot change the world’s current state. We inhale poisonous thoughts, exhale hope, and halt because, we want more than what is given.
Have you thought of how things are different yet similar, your touch familiar with continuous white lies, what’s mine not yours and sometimes yours what is not mine.
You see my mind is engraved in the past, never to come alight or at my sight, cause the world’s current state blinds, lies, and deprives.
Are you and I existing in the same world or illusionized that we do?
I lost a love that you (the world) took from me, with reasonable reason I believe. Still I question, WHY...? “BECAUSE WE ARE ONE BUT EXIST IN DIFFERENT WORLDS”…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good write nice structure but wish there were some rhymes -10 anjali