Here it is.....
I see and clearly feel that
It has crossed the limit
Of the past, present and future
With flying colours,
I believe.....
It too sees me
More enthusiastically,
But it can't feel anything about me,
In this context.....
A strange insect is responsible;
It screams in extreme pain and agony,
But in vain,
Only futility reigns mercilessly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem