I am confused
since I am searching water in the river.
confusion widened
when I plunged into ocean
to explore the water.
Nature is our God.
or God has a special identity.
Seeing provide content
of confusion.
Knowledge is our real parent
or wisdom I am confused
Application of knowledge is wisdom.
Child is the father of a man
then who is the mother?
I am still confused.
I think no one can take place of mother.
Mother can identify and solve our
all confusion.
I think confusion
is the mother of all desire.
There is no end of desire.
Hence I am still confused
whether I should limit the desire
to minimise our confusion
so that we can get
always wise and real solution.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem