The real position
That I want to know,
Is the position of
My life.
Here, it is,
In pure form,
With multi-coloured,
But not confirmed.
Life is the truth,
But it is impersonal.
Life is the light,
But one who lives is in dark.
The very existence
Is in doubt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem