When I was a child
once I trapped in a storm.
and when it was over
I couldn't remember
how I made it through
how I managed to survive
even I was not sure
the storm was really over
I was looking into the people's eyes.
but one thing I remember till date
when I came out of the storm
I was not the same child
who walked in.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem