Two worlds apart
between two of no same kind
Two worlds apart
never envy any path
Troubles to the soul
betrothed to one of the low
troubles of the mind
darker than the wings of the night
A bright torch in the dark
a dark portraying kindred vile
A bright torch in misery
carrying sins of the world to the weary
Two worlds apart
minds farther than the hands
Two worlds apart
troubles never far
If life stands sane
why troubles never cease to crave?
If life stands free
why wallow in grief?
Two worlds apart
pray this cup falls far
Two worlds apart
between friends with fierce pasts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A bright torch in misery carrying sins of the world to the weary.. LOVELY LINES...10 MISERY IS GIFT THERE SHOULD BE NO SHIFT FACE IT BRAVELY AND BRING OUT SELF SAFELY