The extent of reality is questionable
Only personal experiences can relate
Images that stimulate become memorable
Silent dark passages do not replicate
A person’s existence may be concealed
Are they worthless if they are not recognized?
The essence of being important and real
Depends on the ordained minds that sanctified.
A raised thumb gives final approval
A whirling pool of intense emotion eases
Relieving fears of ultimate removal
The decisive moment reassures and pleases
As a speck in a cosmos of infinite planetary objects
Being recognized gives importance to human logic…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem