Under the heat and Dust,
Toiling in sweat and dirt,
Every Morning to dusk,
Reaping the fortune fruit,
Not quenching thirst,
Setting the goal sight ,
Where the eagles dare,
So high, in the sky to reach,
With nothing else to spare,
Nor time to preach,
Till the goal is reached,
Till the goal is reached.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
following your heart with singleminded dedication and no distractions- till the goal is reached called zunoon in urdu. such an easy flow and rhythm. thanks10 Mamta