I walked all day
collecting pebbles of the road,
to find me facing a blind lane.
I possess the future at the moment.
My nerve could not control high speed of car.
Medical marvels explored possibilities,
in torpedo speed
to put me in future and not to erase past.
Both the incidents have put me in a cross road.
Past and future are amalgamated.
Now a gender free man I am
tossing time and sense all day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem