What was planted twelve months back
has sprouted, germinated, grown and yielded
Happy or not, with the harvest it produced
already its done and gone for good
No time to wonder and ponder
Still, need to assess what failures, if at all
I re-set my own targets accordingly
and plough the soil, as it may come along
Determine to face things and step forward
to be contained and contended
Let the whole world say, be the best
I shall listen only to my own conscience.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tim changes and gradual discovery changes. New inventions come but still we have to listen our conscience and remain in consciousness. Greatest father of Heaven motivates us. With strong determination we have to proceed ahead. An interesting poem is beautifully penned is excellent poem...10