I regret reaction
Of past action
When I first tested
Wine at party with first test
It was beginning
When everybody was dinning
Friend gave me first sip in glass
I thought I would be best in class
Even though little bitter in test
It shaped my fate and the story is rest
I was slowly taken to drugs
I am so hated that people refuse to hug
No welcome for person
Who became addicts for no reason?
I was considered as shame
Who else was to be blamed?
I used to hurl abuses
And totally refuse
For any advice that was given
Today I am shunted out and driven
People take me home
When find lying on road with no welcome
They hate to see but can’t shut eyes
So they feel pity on me and try
I have become homeless
There is no means
To live honorably
I have failed miserably
and so my friend confession is next and fret naught many are themselves on such a path to the past.....iip
I regret reaction Of past action When I first tested Wine at party with first test
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I would like to translate this poem
good Shakil Ahmed Baliyavi17 minutes ago good poem Comment +1 good