'What's this? '
I don't know,
'What's that? '
You don't know,
But both of us surely know.....
'This and that'
Create a silent furore
For our own existence
In this beautiful planet,
That's vital in the true sense,
We proceed
And we retreat too
In the appropriate time
For the silent furore
Aptly created by ' this and that.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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