I have to let you know my mind,
Even though I’m far from you,
How I wish you understand me, brothers
How I wish to express love and stand by it
But the levels appears in an unconceivable apparel of confusing colours
And I have to move on with life,
That you are careless about me, I don’t pin offence in it at all
It wouldn’t have occurred if not the part my dreams streamed
Still I like to register it in your minds, that I love you as before
I cannot stay in a spot ‘cos the battle is hot
Having know I have bitten the tiger in the tail
And I can’t afford to lose the battle when I know I can win
I have been running to keep my head off the gaur of death
Instead of me creating a stream in your eyes
I will live to mump your sweats and tears
With the tip of my best cloth.
Nonstop yet as am writing this in the rain, in chilled cold
I will do everything to stay alive,
I will do everything to return victorious
I will win, I will conquer the battle
I will triumph and trample poverty at all cost.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem and spirit. Thanks for sharing