Having failed to perform our duty
My friends, We always feel guilty
We can't have the sense of beauty
Unless we move on the path of honesty
The thoughts of guilt come to our mind
To disturb us without being kind
Why the nights become sleepless
And the days  do seem restless
We know the mistake we made
And that always make us fade 
Why is it so, unknown to us? 
But our mind is trying to see
Why we  have a feeling of guilt                                             Who is there  perfectly built? 
The sense  of guilt is a regret
That comes to make us  great.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    