Falling is an excuse
To rise again I choose
My heart I won't lose
My destiny comes truce
Tears are no bruise
Power of will spruce
Time is no my ally
Pains are now to fly
Confidence I only rely
My aim is in my eye
Patience in ample reserve
I shall get what I deserve
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a beautiful optimistic poem i like it thanks for sharing