Locked in dark dungeons of ignorance
Never to be truly released
Only allowed partial fleeting glances
Hardly perceptible fragments of a complex puzzle
With an infinite number of evolving pieces
Alone they show little
No way to even conceptualize the borders of the possible
Left to our narrow imaginations in Plato's cave
Fabricating worlds in our minds
Striving to make sense without any sense
Shackled to our insecurities and maddened by uncertain
A claustrophobic life style is no good.Love your fascinating poem.Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I just wanted to say I liked this but the comment had to be longer haha, this poem was just what I needed to read today!