All my craving, all my love,
Is like a cloudy sky,
Failing to bring rain,
I know my love U want me too,
But God hath so desired!
We are not destined to be one,
Though a fault a little is ours,
We must accept, we were sluggish,
That kept a sea of fire in bosom,
Without giving it a vent,
Whom shall I blame, God or ourselves?
Was that our fate?
were we destined to part?
Whom shall I ask this,
who will give justice?
Oh Lord! Is it justice, is it justice?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem