All things are done by a serious
Offense in life, repeatedly;
Moving, going, taking any direction.
The experience moving forward
Chances added things not accomplish
Shatter painful event.
A quilt always appeared in any situation,
Regrets and neglect the way condition of life.
Searching but never looking to the
Right track, uncontrolled destiny;
Fail, defame, and loss-self.
Irritated in self, do not know how to balance,
Rather than accepting things in our condition,
Never gain self-accomplishment
Nowhere to go. Re-attribute penalty in all areas of lives
Because of improper use, silly human beings.
© Jocelyn Dunbar
17 July 2006
12: 45 PM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem