I am not the owner of anything here
I have no friends no foes
I care not any honour and ignominy
In heat and cold I am as I am
In pleasure and pain I am as I am
I have no house except this body
And this body is not mine as You know
I care not what is poison
And what is nectar
O my dear You are here
That is enough.
Your poem which u r composing and here read this poem all gives me spiritualism..soul.body.death, certain kind of fear etc I commented and voted for u...u just read my Thought and Apeel.....comment and vote for me also read my MISER
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good philosophical one; 'we own nothing and we take nothing back, why bother or worry? ' take things as they come.