The wound
I used to say I will do this, I will do that
I will smile and shoulder the mountains of sorrow
I am accepting this in writing, my dear
That heart of mine has lost
That dream of my life which was nurtured by love has been shattered
It always went with your shadow
That rainbow which was coloured with our smiles has been shattered who knows when
I thought I will face the obstacles with a smile
I will row the boat to the shore in the storms
Something like this happened to the full moon of my life
The darkness of the new moon has killed me
The heart hurts more by singing in solitude
Or by repeating the past events again and again
Tears were already decided in my fate
What was to happen by their counselling
I got such a reputation in the world
Wherever I put my hand, I found ashes in my fist
The one whose sorrow I considered mine, she herself
Exposed my wounds
What is to happen now by being sad often
By going to the stone and telling my joys and sorrows
If the foundation is determined to betray me
How long can a building be saved from collapsing
I have been counselled to counsel my heart
Perhaps I was born to sing sorrows
Coming to the gathering of bright people, called me failure...
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