This world,
With my mind;
Birth,
Growing up!
Along the line,
With incidents and accidents;
Waking up again after every fall!
But, life at times tme is like,
1,000 years in my loneliness.
Success,
The success of life!
Always hidden from me;
Why?
I still don't know;
Falling down and waking up!
Always with a dream of making it one day,
With the hope of my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Growing up with incidents and accidents, falling and waking, dreams and hopes seems quite exciting but there must be a way to break this ice of loneliness. Thanks for the poem which provides so much material to think about.