Today he is shy and spiritually low,
Looking pithy in his sub masculine glance,
The charm of self praise has lost spark,
Fondly hating himself for meeting reality,
De-snobbing the ego into narrow based self awareness
Feeding his heart on positive misfortune
of a disillusioned snob.
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I would like to translate this poem
So precise and articulate. Your choice of words excellent! Thanks for sharing.