In front vast of everything
I can see nothing,
Gazing the end of life's tunnel
No light forth-shining.
Down in the deep of my soul
I become so shallow,
Everyday I live by and by
Everyday I slowly die.
At the peak of me rich
There were no relish,
At the low state of me poor,
Wish to go out through life's door.
Now I want to again live
And from sin I need reprieve,
Then my life's torn piece,
Change to gain me peace.
Everyday i slowly die! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice start with a great optimistic monologue. Thanks