Don’t You see,
don’t You know
how much pain I have,
how much agony I endure?

Hiding within my mental realm,
why don’t You listen?
Do not pretend to be deaf.

I have called hundreds of times,
in pleasure and pain,
with tears of pain in my eyes.
Still, You do not see.
You do not speak.
What a system of Yours this is,
I cannot understand.

Riding the chariot of light,
with the speed of meteorites,
You keep moving forward,
with wholehearted impulse.
Yet, I remain isolated at a far-off place,
wandering to and fro,
amidst light and shade.