Caged in this lonesome attire,
I am always at chaos,
Gathering answers for my insane questions,
My goals are always at loss.
Walking either through alleys or amidst crowds,
Witnessing people smiling and laughing aloud,
I often wondered if they're as torn apart as me,
Always pondering upon paranoid questions and a glorious future to be.
It's true that your experiences shape perceptions,
But perceptions change with wisdom.
We must realize that life is a precious gift,
Bestowed by almighty into our worthless system,
I thought, blessed are those,
Who smile with others and always laugh,
Who forgive others and surpass their troubles at last,
As they're the ones who'll always be in Almighty’s cast.
So cheer up and smile,
As this too, is a tumultuous short while,
Don’t lose focus and always strive to be right,
And remember, in the battle of David and Goliath,
It’s David who won the fight.
Each one of us has to fight our own battle…questions, experiences and wisdom are the parts of this fight…yes the goal has to be kept in mind…sincere thoughts and expression..liked reading your poem
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I would like to translate this poem
i really liked the first two stanzas. quest for answers is universal. nice poem, poras