Cruelest thing would be―
you are being watched all life
as from the sky in dark.
Trembling, you open
the knots of entangled life,
to watch the baby sun.
When you try to find
yourself in the lies of society
where will truth will go?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Satish, such an interesting write👍👍👍