when the distance is long
and the will is no more strong.
The road seems just wrong.
I have travelled that road
and wished I took the short-cut.
But I never gave up the will
'till I reached the destination.
I know how it feels
when the walls rise too high
and you try to spread you wings
but you just cannot fly.
I have climbed such walls
and felt like it's better to quit.
But I never gave up the hope
'till I made it over.
I know how it feels
when mistakes breed guilt
and regrets erase from your heart
all that hope has built.
I have been in that bondage
and felt like mistakes will forever haunt.
But I never gave up the fight
'till I freed myself from the past.
I know how it feels
when marred with sweat and dust
and all the daring turns futile.
Failure clings onto devotion like rust.
I have been in such arena
and felt defeat is my life's badge.
But I never gave up devoting
'till victory belonged to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem