Sitting in a corner, 
Eyes filled with tears, 
Time, to end pain, 
Of those long years! 
Now, that fake smile, 
Denied from help, 
I'm broken inside, 
Like pieces of kelp! 
While, setting a chair, 
Tying anxiety knot, 
I'm shivering & my, 
Hopes getting shot! 
Dear friends, I'm not a
Povert you all know, 
But these taunts will, 
Never, lets me grow! 
I know, that I've failed, 
But, it is not a crime, 
I want a chance, else
My life will sublime! 
Dear mom, I cried and
Wept for aid & puny, 
But dad, was busy in
Earning some money! 
I know, I'm a burden, 
As I feels trapped, 
I think it's all done, 
And feels wrapped! 
I fought too hard, 
During de dark days, 
But it's impossible
To find good ways! 
Finally, I tied de knot, 
Done with all lies, 
This is my tale, 
A happy goodbye! 
                        - By Raj Kashyap                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    