Before even I came into being,
From heaven, a Divine writ
Destined me in time.
I couldn't escape
I became a prisoner in the times' bubbling illusion.
I'm unable to free myself,
Nor can I live in it.
Note: The poem is published in an Indian literary Journal, The Literary Herald (Vol.1, Issue 2, p.238) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem