What Else Can I Do? Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
What Else Can I Do?
I pity myself who had been a slave
To unfounded beliefs, who had prided
On vanity, who had justified my wrongs,
And who had done petty things for paltry gains.
I pity myself who had believed
Each of praises got from everyone,
And who loved every woman as though
She had not loved other than me.
I pity myself because I don't know What else I should do for the wasted life.
19.01.2004
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