The happiness of school going missing
The morning walk and evening return
When they gets the time to discuss
The matters of their choices of studies
The moment now passes is speedy
They have no time to inter act
The decision and inspiration missing
The parents made their own choices
Either profession or future studies
At least give them the enough freedom
The gate way of success we must open
The liberal thoughts and issues they likes
They are far forward than the seniors.
They are capable to lead the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem