Painful it is to realize,
That I am unlucky always.
All my ill-fates,
Proclaim with drum beats,
That I must have been,
A terrible sinner,
Might be, at least,
In my previous births.
In life I lose interest.
My soul seeks rest.
Where is the place best?
Mother,
Is there a place in your heart?
When I draw near you,
Suck my pitiful life,
As a black-hole sucks,
Whichever comes near!
Like an unworthy worm,
In front of lofty grand Himalaya,
My soul stands in front of you,
With earthly mud covering up!
Just crush me and my sins!
I’m exhausted to live a life
Of reaping only bitter fruits
Of my misdeeds in past births!
Suicide it will be
If I kill myself!
Murder it will be
If anyone else kills me!
Moksha it will be
If Your mighty foot crushes
Me a medley of memories! 070508
Raman Savithiri
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