I am always
In the midst of danger
My dear, always.
No chance to
Stay fearless
My dear, no chance
To stay free
Of sorrow, no chance.
No one can
Find peace here
My dear, no peace.
You have been pained
By troubles without
Any satiation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rightly said...........impossible to satiate one's needs in this materialistic world.........very nice