It all happen like a dream
But later turns to be reality
Something in me beckons me to do it
But never knew how it happen
Bringing shame upon me
Not only the shame,
But the betrayer of trust
Which is no more confided in me
How I wish it never happen
Cos every unwanted situation
Is just a filthy garment
Not only knowing the mistakes
But also realizing it
Living that incomplete life
That has brought shame on me
Hoping one day to leave
A complete life
Which we bring back the
Glory and honors of the past
Not seeing what the devil
Has made me
But seeing what God
Have made me. ….
We don't even have to know what 'it' was in order to relate to the feelings. We all know that, in some way, it applies to us as well. You are not the man you were. You are not the man you will be.
Finally! An intense insight that, through its lyric movement, reveals an inner world to the reader. Power of Poetry, this is useful to to the reader and to the poet.
This poem somewhat describes what I went through recently. And I agree with your last stanza.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What we did was wrong and in sin, God will forgive us.