Our tiny world is
Absolutely ignorant and
Even weird when it comes
To know oneself well,
I personally feel strange
Among all those whom
I know or
I don't know around me,
No one feels well
When it comes to the point of feeling
Strange anytime and
Even anywhere,
Everything seems strange
Even our own words,
Our whole life is absolutely
Strange in its whole essence,
To feel strange means
Everything gets gloomy and bad,
Strange thoughts lead to
Ambiguity and to the unknown,
Strange streets and roads make
One's whole life gloomier
In everything it contains,
The whole life is strange
If I feel strange,
I walk the whole way towards
That tunnel of loneliness
When I feel truly strange.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very true and meaningful. Your perception is very deep. Liked it.