With broken walls of tormented slumber
With the serpentine sanctuary of lies taken
The light made deeds naked to my soul
To see the ultimate shame of nothing pride
The dark being dying in some alley of darkness
Rays of heavy hell leaves no man in slumber
Shame with every name flooding comes
As meloncholy mind tried to cover its wrong
The winds screeched and clamoured
Clapped in thunder, danced in lightning
The skies moaned, groaned and growled
Opening dark wounds, maggots came forth
That shame slept in a shroud of flesh of ever
Came gushing as the naked stood vigilant in silence
In a flash changed and in turmoil torn turned
In this devastation the lights were hissed out
In the heart of darkness a shadow searched
To white wash the shame of fame and name
The heart of shame that beings in shroud wear
Shame that was no part of perfect prostrated soul
Yet i was, i was, in the darkness that pulse throbbed
A spirit in the speck of dust in the heart of void
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem