Am like a plague not meant to look upon.
Am like a son castout with scorn.
Am like a house built on sand and swept away by the flood.
Am like a shaft blown away by the wind.
Tears've finished from it's source!
Pain has become a companion
Emotions no longer exist!
Men i do not think of!
It's my own world i live in now.
Filled with my own thoughts and
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem