when the eyes ache
i see camels on a journey to a long desert at night time
the aches are but temporary
a contrary thought that wants the pleasure of the dumb
it shies away from the pages of a book
desert sands at noontime
skulls of horses and skeletons of
some brave Bedouins
losing everything for the love
of the unknown
oasis,
i battle for more air in my lungs
as simple as a series of sighs and deep breaths
a roomful of
fresh air from the window of trees
then the sign of the triumphant flag is sounded
at the temple of ivory
these eyes are clear ponds now
not a fish lives here
it is a diamond with many faces
a winning of psychiatric wars
a proclamation of sanity regained after too much struggle for
the purity of intentions
the world is calm
there are no ripples of doubt now
pain is a mathematical problem that you have solved
a formula is found and like the rest of these eurekas
comes now the
explosion, a big explosion,
this time everyone is saved
it is not what you think, you have been honestly suspicious
now, shout.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem