You interfere too much,
In other's growth process.
And your assessment of life,
Is limited at best.
Hypocritical and blasphemous,
You quote from scriptures...
But your own life you cuss.
With a daily disapproval....
Close to being diagnosed as bi-polar.
Something loose has not been grounded.
What makes you think others,
Are attracted to you?
What makes you think...
Your constant negativity,
Is a desired longing,
As one's dream come true!
Something loose has not been grounded.
Something loose has flown the coop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem