since I took my first breath;
the world of wind gives me strength,
burning as the fire, keeping me warm,
The concreted canals and capillaries,
with running elixir, not scared of debris,
collecting what ever is ingested; good and bad,
The land body has its own sky,
where I can see the stars even at days,
I am a caged bird, but sing my songs in pride,
the flaming fire cohabits with dew,
at the soft dual sponge beside the heart,
sends the signal of love and lust through nine outlets,
Sometimes I have the storms and floods,
Sometimes I have the shocks and after shocks,
Sometimes I have even the eclipse; darkens the spirit,
The reign of five giants; with them I interact,
to conquer the small space to be the dust,
The unknown conspirator is my accomplice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem