Shame Poem by Shraman bajracharya

I inhale the deep regrets every nights
tormenting my brain, my deserted soul
oh lord! come upon me soon
So i will be flying up in ashes

I am patienceless to see your face
I question why i worship stone race
The blue illsusion evoking in every sense
Making me drowing so cold

I am still waiting and my hands are empty
My futile deeds are shamefullness
I will bow down my head
ANd trust upon you.

To my heir i have nothing to shown upon
TO my soul i have nothing to prove
thou is my final destination
So lord! Just take me to a milky way..