I am fully lost in our world Because I don't know what to do To my pains and sufferings amid These huge pains and headaches which Are permanent and everlasting, I am like a piece of rock or a piece Of stone on a corner or in a missing land Which can not be seen, but hardly in the The clear daytime or by the help of light torch, This world is a big headache because we don't See, but sufferings, tortures, and pains in it And we live like things and not like human beings, so All ends inevitably in cruel death or in tragic ends.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
loved your spiritual write. a great poem