Asking
P. K. Mandal
Looking for happiness I found sorrow
I came to die in the invocation of life.
To realize the mind I became desperado
I was in the nostalgia of the scandal today.
Yet love comes secretly in the dream
Living as an unholy earthly life.
The hope of heavenly happiness in the body
The disgusting breath of salty smell on the face.
Then the two minds in the shameful happiness
Happy to ask for shame, if so now.
(03/03/2020)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem