As though one is dead
i hear nothing at each end
like a bottomless pit
it deepens endlessly
i try to find an end
but the more i try, the more i go deep
my mind yet filled with thoughts
becomes as clear as a slate
like a vast plantation
in vain i find no gate
in this still mighty ocean
i swim endlessly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really nice :)