Nothing is permanent.
I kept saying to my mind.
To stay steady and strong.
Until the miseries past by.
How long should I keep saying this? ?
When shall the time change?
All the thoughts heavy on me now.
May soon fade away lighter.
I kept saying to myself.
To wait with hope and belief.
How long should I be waiting? ?
When shall the time change?
Huge confusions and regrets.
Are the only things am left with.
When shall I get rid off -
These dark clouds of gloom?
When shall the flowers
Of bliss will bloom?
Exhausted, Miserable, Worthless
Are the only things I feel about myself.
When shall the lost confidence...
come back and make me know my worth?
Oh God, Please show me the path,
To find the lost me and to live with purpose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Exhausted, Miserable, Worthless Are the only things I feel about myself. When shall the lost confidence..........//// beautiful poetic expression; enjoyed this impressive writings
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