Victories… wins… warm applauds n applauses I got
Born talents… hidden treasures… traits…. Hey you’ve got a lot
Though you hike along…after all we are left with…a tiny n tiny slot
Bitter as bitter can be…here’s the truth…that you and me often forgot
Even thousands n thousands… surrounded you in… appreciation
Hard to wipe away with the priceless say… ‘it’s not your destination
But all tend to live at a loss…. Except a few with… determination
Whatever it takes…whoever it says… it’s truly n truly a hallucination
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like this one.yup good.