Heart filled with sorrows.
Eyes filled with tears;
I am trying to come near.
To stand in front of you.
And tell you my wishes are few;
I stand last in the row.
And then realized the devil is waiting to throw;
Hot blazing fire, horrible creatures.
Now I regret for not listening to any of my preachers.
Save me Lord!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem