Why should I call success
When I know that
Success is nothing but illusion
And failure is nothing
But the other side of
Success though not equal.
I restrained myself
And called a lion
That is within me,
I resort to dispassion
And I dwell in solitude
For joy and happiness.
It is an accident
That truth is redundant.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one is so deep I can't understand it.