Loosing the present pleasures
I am searching the past land marks
Avoiding the real ways
I am waking with the shadows
What is my search? and what is my need?
It is my way to find answer to my quest
Many palaces may be in my way but
my home is a simple hut
There may be many lights all along my way but
But my eyes are in an endless dark
What can I do? and How to overcome this
It is my struggle and it is my game
My hands are playing sword with shadows
though my real enemy is in front of me
Am I a tough? or soft in nature? and
Am I a brave or coward to meet my wars?
I have asked this to my Guiding light
I will get a reply from His milky way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem