you just don't know
how i suffer, it is like
jest, on the other side,
that cannot be measured,
felt, and savored and in
a moment gone, like a winged
shadow, fleeting, hovering
upon a figment twig, a fragment
of gossamer thoughts, a dragon,
paper, a scissor hand, a god
dog on the wall, behind
a blanket authority, yet,
allow me to say that you
are the cause of this suffering,
how to sit with idiots
and listen, hard rock on my
head, a sword above me,
and i am blankly stubborn
Jest and company of idiots! Interesting combination and comparison. Enjoyed the poem even though my understanding may not be correct but felt its touch. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Here is another lining without what we call chsma'' between the verses. you just don't know how i suffer, it is like jest, on the other side, that cannot be measured, felt, and savored and in a moment gone, like a winged shadow, fleeting, hovering upon a figment twig, a fragment of gossamer thoughts, a dragon, paper, a scissor hand, a god dog on the wall, behind a blanket authority, yet, allow me to say that you are the cause of this suffering, how to sit with idiots and listen, hard rock on my head, a sword above me, and i am blankly stubborn