With all big smile, brooked your torment for years
You peeled my skin to cover your shortcomings
You brace me to climb up the thorny career summit
You, filthy parasite, survived on my flesh and blood
You always trampled my heart, but remember- never the soul
Now trying to put me down by your deceptive allegations?
Enough is enough; I washed all your sins for a decade
For the last time I offered you the ambrosia, the nectar
So pity, you are craving for poison? Ok taste it now
If possible stop my torrents and survive the volcano
Coz, Almighty, the silent spectator is my in charge
Stop me if you can…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem