I'm a sage by profession
I'm a sage
I mean, by profession
I'm the essence
And I' m the element
I'm order
I'm faith
I'm the world of supernatural
Unsatisfied with the one I live
Looking forward to the next
I'm Columbus
I'm Odysseus
What to chose and what not to!
A voyage or a sunburn?
A Pathankot or a Lahore?
A beta house or a Guantanamo bay?
I won't say
It is a naughty American daydream
I love it so much!
I'm insane
Insane or transcendental?
You ask me
'Where are you going
To the churchyard or to the graveyard?
Is there a backdoor? '
I reply,
'The world is parabolic
Go on, play with hyperboles
You need a point of reference
No need to worry
I'm just standing here.'
We are what we say we are with the muse of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Where are you going To the churchyard or to the graveyard? Is there a backdoor? ' imagining that there is a way for you alone...... living like a sage and asking thousands of questions to yourself...... very nice poem. it is thought provoking and interesting to read. thank you. tony
Thank you Tony: -)