Though it was not like that
Yet, I think for your indifferences
Do you want me to see work the broken wing?
Craving for you
Longing for you
Otherwise...
Are you jealous me seeing in this state?
But I have a large number of obstacles
You must not see them
I don't want to show that too
Yes my dear
I rise
Still I rise
Without your love, attention, care
I rise and must rise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rising in own effort and hard work is good. You are a courageous boy. Cheers up!