The days started to smile at me..
The walls around me looked at me strangely..
My soft bed had thorns in it for me...
All this because of my forgotten ambitions..
My yesteryears started to haunt me..
Made me look at the person I was..
The cherry that belonged to me alone..
The aspirations in me driving towards success..
All were lost now...
Needs of..
My hunger to serve me..
My desire to serve my family members..
My nature to serve my friends..
and
My success to serve the rest...
were all burried under the dust now..
As I look at myself now..
I discover the hunger lost..
I discover content to accept things then make things
But for one thing that i still possess..
A positive Energy that hopes to re-emerge from me...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem