Hope is the seed I sowed
to grow a tree,
big and with widespread boughs.
The fight within
and outside,
wounded me.
I bleed,
I cried,
but I never lost hope!
In my leisure,
the sights of the long
past come one after
another....
Love, hatred, affection- - - -
all the faces of emotion
throng around me.
I ask- - -Who are you all?
They say- - -we are from past,
whom you defeated!
They fade away
in the air.
I start another
battle to meet another
coming day! !
Never give up strife and fight not with arms of kill but to self correction thank Hari nice poem shared
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice write Neela As long as we have hope we can conquer anything. tomorrow will be better