Oh luck!
When i wanted to go to East,
You forced me to West.
When i wished to go up,
You threw me down.
Whenever i tried to be happy,
you made me sad.
when i wished a sucess,
i tasted so many failures.
when i tried to move forward,
you put there so many obstacles.
Oh Jesus!
i m tired, i m broken, i m gone mad.
Now i offer myself in Thy respected hands
n wanna see whr you let me stand.
hmm sensible step to give one self in a hand of God.............Good Write........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
luck is so much two faced.. i have stopped believing in luck over the years but somehow i can't really stop it... good write