Ceding to all expectations
having given up on hope
Demons return to accost
and at vulnerability grope
In self imposed severance
there is so much I can take
Me too breathe a human
total tolerance can’t fake
Slack line flung for towing
proved proverbial noose
Most of them stood to gain
with me everything to lose
No logic bears a testimony
for this paradoxical stance
Where all indulge in revelry
and with misery I romance
My apathy deemed frailty
silence an acceptable norm
With ignored all sentiments
inadequacy I must conform
Strangers not referred to
but those thought known
As rewards for past follies
which accidentally got sown
Can’t undo all old tangles
keep submitting to subsist
To flow along with current
and try not face on resist
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