there she stands
with her evil hands
what do i do as a tiny man
against this vicious beautiful woman
however good i try to be
nay she says
you only GET what is destined from me
why do i work
why do i love
why do i even pray
when all i GET
is already predestined
for, action is thy duty...only if you act you get what's predetermined for you...'mA thE sangostu akarmani'- Gita
'Madhiyal Vidhiyai Vellalaam.' Fate can be won by one's own intelligence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful. Loved it. I could feel the magnificent beauty if destiny standing in the front with all her beauty and charm and attraction, but mean as and saying what you wrote in the poem.