Tired & exhausted
Cheated & beaten
in this distasteful life,
A penance on sins today pushed me
to an outer orbit of imminence self destruction.
O my God,
I cry loud & louder in each passing day
Why my own soul cheated on me…
I am robbed of fame, name, position, money
by a mirage that I thought was real.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem