Pain Poem by Puloq Arafat

Sometimes I think I have got nothing in this world,

Day by day my life is becoming colorless.

I feel it boring, tasteless and full of disgust.

If this is the condition-

What I can do.

Only taking breath for my beloved.

Stress and pressure-sometimes I can't endure.

Is it my fault?

I try my best to cover up,

But my endless suffering doesn't help me to do this.

I am always friendly,

I am always frank.

Is it my fault?

Sometimes I feel I should leave every duty.

If i could be a bird-

Then I would be happy.

My lord would give me heaven.

I don't need a long life,

I simply want peace in my life.

I don't know what's waiting for me in the long run,

But and even I am confident still now.

Oh my Lord, give me peace, give me the scope of a simple journey.

I never need anything,

And you know the secret of mind.

I am hard up!