Pain Cleanses Me Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Pain Cleanses Me
Believing that I am thought of as good,
Hearing that people speak of me as good,
And seeing that they want me to be good,
I myself drift to being really good
From my being pretentiously good.
Who knows the amount of pain I undergo
To keep me afloat not to retrieve,
And make me the great I had not been.
12.09.2005
That's rather philosophical argument, imagine this goodness was there all the time and pain was caused by devil within, who saw himself as a failure!
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/20/2024 5:13:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
its a good turn out a positive slam! ! ! smiles...........