I found myself on the mat
Even though it was too late
“The prayers may do no good”
I had that perception in mind and understood
You can not cheat self conscious at any level
It will not allow you to be peaceful
Time and again it has been warned
The devil inside body never allow it to be warmed
I can see no good for neighbor
Normally I should looked upon him with honor
His progress should certainly be matter of pride
But jealousy is impossible for me to hide
I fail to appreciate friends around
I compare their happiness on the ground
I fail to seize the reason behind success
I see it like easy score on chess
To count more it will be endless list
But certainly I feel guilty and insist
This should not happen with anyone
I consider my self as responsible one
May it be called as human nature?
That compels to be failure
“To err is human” is nice to escape
But to ask for purity may be little good step
I found myself on the mat Even though it was too late
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True indeed. Margareth Debrosse2 minutes ago Great job. Comment +1 good