اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The further I grow
Apart
Of what I
Encountered
The more I mourn
For my
Self
Somthing smoulders
Inside
My
Body
The hearth
That is
I just closed
My eyes
I detached
So long ago
Just to hide
Away
No grasp
No hold
An endless fall
Through the veil
No grasp
Of what surrounds me
No hold
Of what happens
A blurred, bypassed stream
That is my life
A current of air
Around me
