There are times I regret my own failure
And my endless deluding of myself
And sustaining hope in my writing
I regret and too condemn myself
For not having worked harder and wiser
For having taken the easy way out to nowhere
Rather than the narrow hard road to something real-
There are times I regret my own failure
And wish I had done better
Perhaps even good enough
There are times I regret my own failure
And even though I know it gives me nothing
Regret and yet write this down-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem