Pointless direction so weird
Has no specific direction.
Like a voyage, without destination.
Come what may, so be it.
The common words to express.
For a life with no aim,
A mind scattered
Not knowing where to start
-And same how to end.
Just wishing ahead,
That along the way...
Someone to save his luck
And given the chance to find.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem