My Lord!
You are a great juggler
and I am dancing
on each sound of your tabor
how long shall i be dancing like this
please realise my pain
you don't care for sun and rain
and make me to dance on your tomtom
Please let me have the rest
and give me eternal rest.
The true sense of religion that I perceive were pocrayed in these lines, blows my attentiona and goes to interest my reaction, its a spiritual kind of a poem, that displays evidence of belief, I sincerely am honored to read this write, amazing The_African_Son
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As you know Ramesh Rai, nothing awaits and nothing seeks our permission! Everything has happened on its own and will happen on its own..