I try to see,
But I don't succeed,
I try to read,
But I miserably fail,
I try my best to write,
But my efforts prove futile,
In spite of it,
I do everything right
In my refined and sublime inner realm,
That's my real strength,
Eventually I become a blithe spirit.
We all have an incomplete part living within us, great poem for introspection. Full 5*****
When we do what is right, we are at our best. A wonderful poem well expressed and with a great message.
Dear Anjandev, I don't know how complete you are as a poet but you are undisputed person and a nice gentleman. Appreciated your last line.....top score
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
excellent piece sir.