Weak at
I was like dry leaf
Fall was imminent to provide relief
Life had become isolated and sultry
I was dejected already
What had made it to look like?
It did not strike
In time for corrective action
But only engulfed by reaction
Any love proposal was to infuriate
Suffering increased instead to alleviate
I was slowly pushed to corner
With no more chance to get shelter
Was I really hard to get smooth response?
It was fact of course
I was proud and arrogant
The insult was really instant
So many people told me later on
Or was difficult to go on
Even though mild at heart
I was weak at presenting the humanitarian art
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So many people told me later on Or was difficult to go on Even though mild at heart I was weak at presenting the humanitarian art
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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