Why is mind flowing?
I don't know.
Why don't I have some limitation over my flowing mind?
I move where my mind takes me.
I am no longer the master of myself,
because my mind has conquered over me.
I am fully surrendered to my mind.
I don't know when I would overcome my mind.
Am I lost somewhere forever or not?
My heart is not with me.
My laugh has abandoned me alone.
I am in a deep grip of my mind.
I don't know when I get away from it,
but I still have some faith over me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem