A black sin cloud stain
Showers at me like rain
That was irremovable
No detergent nothing
A thunder came like drain
This took the sin from brain
Mind is empty from stain
Now my life is a free train
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When you say Sin i see experience of life. You can not leave without errors it is impossible. So we are all sinners but growing with that all the time. And being better persons in life.