The sum total of my life is nought but a wasteland
A journey that ended before it began!
Mountains were scaled in my mind
Great battles fought in my own backyard
Love was always difficult to find
Friends failed me, more than i care to recall.
When i open my eyes to survey the landscape
I see a wasteland calling itself my life! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem