i'm here in darkness, where can i go
still there are lot of things to know
even i'm incomprehensible to me
then why this world lures so much
like something near me but i can't touch
desire to touch but i can't do so
i'm not even trying feeling so low
tears roll down as emotions flow
learning the art to live, but pace is slow
traveled a little, a far way to go
still there are lot of things to know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem