Life's luggage is too heavy to carry,
the weight of it slows one down,
and creates confusion within the mind
Life's luggage is a burden,
a struggle to hard to bare
But it's a weight that one has to carry,
till the moment arrives,
when life dies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We have to fight for each glimpse of sunshine. There is always light at the end of the tunnel. Always.