Science exults frosted exit
Conscience struggles for existence,
Reminiscent bee-line in the by lane
A Soul becomes victim of brain-drain.
Assured of belonging to the sole,
Wandered as a caravan without a goal.
Hovered, tossed around on pretext,
Neither text nor bonding with any context.
Concerned with the dress, not redress,
Circling around ever-known address.
The mist is so dark and deep open,
A pearl disappeared in the vast ocean.
It is burdened pious and reverent,
Can't accept that is redundant.
Waves roar striking the foothills,
Scarecrow floats with the hornbills.
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I would like to translate this poem
So dark! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.