Broken dreams
Who knows better than me the pains of broken dreams
When dreams for loved and self are shattered for reasons of self folly
Trusted those who were enemies in friends guise
My folly of trusting them blindly resulted in self destruction
Had never thought even in my worst dreams such day would come
with chain of events hidden with misfortunes and never ending problems
As saying goes, if we trust someone and reposed faith
End results; we will either get a good friend or a good lesson
There was a time, happiness and joy were at my command
and I was grateful to God for His benevolence
Lady luck is knocking at my door with her benevolent smile
Soon I will be liberated from the confinement of misfortune
I know my atonement and hard work will not go waste.
Life rewards only deserving and not needy; I am destined for better days again.
All successes are like transient camps because change is
only permanent, rest all are like fleeting clouds and running streams
I Trust in self and have a focused vision beyond horizon. I believe
action is life and inaction is death; it has been the saga of human lives.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem