How much tears have I shed
I didn’t know,
How much sobs have I made
No one knows,
How tired am I
Only God knows…
I kept counting teardrops
One after another
Never will stop
God, help me…
Please help me through the rain,
Please listen to my prayers
Dear God,
Will there be tomorrow?
Take me home,
Back to where I belong,
From where I’ve started,
Beneath the wings of yours…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is full of ups and downs and it is like a balancing act in tight rope walking in a circus. God sent everyone to this world with a mission in his or her life like Great Gautam Buddha.