My days of sleepless nights
have long passed by
sometimes i wonder what this
pain all about
beign consumed by hatred and bitterness
towards the World that i was
unable to trust anyone
i even rejected the one
who tried to help me
im lost in my depth of darkness
i have fallen in the shadow than
before pain ment nothing.
hate was now stronger than
flesh. After my dad left my
mother she hated this world
including her own flesh
that hatred cried out for power
and gave
birth to me
but.......
As you live you need a
reason for your existance
other wise its the same
as being dead
to be continued.......
God has His own reason for bringing us to this world.Like the lotus blooms in muddy water and yet very pure, very beautiful, let your feelings bloom into thousand lotuses of poems.Many great creations have painful history.And I hope you will certainly make it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice....dear poet