In your company I forget the despondency,
That underlines my daily pursuits.
Yet when I am alone, I find myself,
In a vast mist of solitude.
The centre of me is always and eternally
A terrible pain,
A search for something beyond
what the world contain.
I have always longed for something
Divine and infinite;
The paradisaic vision of God,
I do not find it.
I have sought love,
Little of this I have achieved.
So far as possible,
Up towards the heaven it leads.
But echoes of cries of pain
Reverberate in my heart.
And always pity for mankind
Brings me back to earth.
I try to eradicate suffering
But have remained a loser.
I long to mitigate the evil
But cannot, and I too suffer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem