Make an attempt to remain alive,
And the reaper will locate you,
Swaying your path, shattering your dreams.
Attempt to die, and life will emerge, twinkling and jingling,
Motivating our spirit to face the unknown,
Like a man on a fence, a sand in hand.
Attempt to make your root deeper,
And tornadoes will spring forth,
Uprooting the fertilities of our existence.
Attempt to fly away like birds,
And lightening sparks making the air poisonous,
Plunging back our feets, warding off like weedy landscapes.
Attempt to plant, water and reap,
And termites will gather, drought will come,
Massive rain will pour, washing off the strength of the seeds,
Heating and scorching to rip every plank, bark and twig fertile.
Attempt to laze, putting off all bother,
And sandstorm will come flooding the only heart where our rest lies.
Attempt to make an attempt,
And support and assistance will cease,
Help will fade and loneliness will consume.
Attempt to be truthful, loyal and contended,
Lies will find you, temptation will come,
And opportunities will emerge,
Tossing around, shinning its light on your path.
>>> But we shall never cease over attempts, nor stop to pursue life, to live, learn, earn, and achieve - there by winning and making a differnce between our desires and our FATE and getting rid of jealous comtempt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem