Years passed by, can’t be reclaimed,
My sense of presentiment growing intensely day by day,
No question about the future,
Because my present is uncertain,
Being abashed with reality and imagination,
I seek nothing than peace in my soul,
My past sins haunting me,
Leaving shadows behind me,
Lament, I won’t
I have lost the rights to do so,
I disrelish myself,
For taking advantage rather than opportunity,
For sacrificing my dignity,
I sold myself without thinking,
The evil I,
I gave away all the tenderness in me,
What is left now in me?
Not in my knowledge,
There are no more fulfillments in me,
Vulnerability is conquering my inner self,
I am no more the same person,
The old me, gone by the wind….
Diffident, I am…
Waiting for the time to decide…
I let my Lord to craft a path for me….
I left my Lord to craft the road for me..... you know, faith is what keeps us above the rising water levels. Nice write!
Very deep sentiments pictured here....... you should be writing more and more.... good work this one!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's beautiful... it can be read as a prayer daily to purify your soul... it's so lovely.