Hope, dragging me to live
Bitter my story I give
Dark memories on how it came
May be to me it’s the same
You can live to this day I say
Up with the siege of glorious way
Of this cocoon your urge has call
Just keep on I’m sure you wouldn’t fall
He era past to wail and weep
It’s now a dream followed and leap
Your progeny will take from this to tell
How you left and surely did not fell
Become the burning flames of precious fire
Twinkling me to a calling desire
I hail by the abode to give
But surely you can live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem