I wish i knew
How days give way to nights,
Nights of warmth, hopes and fears,
Fears that engulf all of man,
Man who craves many a Missions,
Missions of endurance in this fleeting life,
Life, undergone invariable interpretations,
Interpretations of variables and constants,
Constants that are not true, but pretended,
Pretended are we mortals with a million masks,
Masks that are meant to veil our true self,
Self for which man is in unending Quest!
I wish I knew all these and more!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Bards, please review, but with your blessed soul-set. rgds