Being born innocent.
Being sinless.
Being guiltless.
But life will consider it reprehensible.
And whirl it to a disgrace.
We wind up living a scornful life.
It hurts, but authorize good.
Lament, weep and sob.
And ease the uneasiness.
As believed no medicant for this ailment.
Love.
Profuse of hearts were trouble.
Excelling were prominent.
But some are still bleeding.
An untitled poem.
Being born innocent. Being sinless. Being guiltless. a very good poem on life. thank you very much dear poet. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Just sent a comment on your poem and voted you a big 10. If you hve time would you read my poem. “If you die before me” and comment and vote it. I did it for you now Thank you. Tony God bless you. I would like to direct you to the poems of Dev Anand. He writes romantic poems. They are very simple and short. It wont take even 3 seconds to read his poem. Thank you. He is a friend and new to PH. I just wanted to support him.