In the calamity of mind’s
I see an antithetical me;
So every time a conflict begins
I find that fiend tearing off my soul.
In the core of my cryptic life’s
I discover estrange sensitivity;
As the moment, the stranger takes charge
I break off a new parole.
Under the shadow of my nightmare’s
I face my worst enemy;
Each moment I’m losing out to myself
My intruder is taking up the control.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.