I will hold on to my heart and rip all the heartache
Till the very end.
I will collect all the pain and share it down my
Throat till the end.
I will read every map and walk down miles till
The very end.
I will gather all my thoughts and wind them up in
My dairy till the pages end.
I will draw every happy curve on my mother's face
So she forget all her wrongs till the very end.
I will start my journey afresh and keep moving
On a voyage that never ends..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem