/ http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif / 際際滷Share feed for 際際滷shows by User: NaveenKumar569 https://cdn.slidesharecdn.com/profile-photo-NaveenKumar569-48x48.jpg?cb=1679669628 The sun goes down, its crimson rays Light up the dying day; A startled glance I throw behind And count my triumph shame; No one but me to blame. Each day my life I make or mar, Each deed begets its kind, Good good, bad bad, the tide once set No one can stop or stem; No one but me to blame. I am my own embodied past; Therein the plan was made; The will, the thought, to that conform, To that the outer frame; No one but me to blame. Love comes reflected back as love, Hate breeds more fierce hate, They mete their measures, lay on me Through life and death their claim; No one but me to blame. I cast off fear and vain remorse, I feel my Karma's sway