One day I accidentally found my old diary in a box
Wanting to read it, I quickly took it out
As I was reading, a feeling came through
I was more like criticizing a novel than making memories regroup
Every chapter of the diary represented various events
Happening so quickly that leaving the characters no time to reflect
They were chasing for wealth and glory so relentlessly
Completely neglecting the close family intimacy
Relentlessly trying they came on top of every thing
But they failed to realize the warm hug of their friends and siblings
They couldn't feel how sorrowful the tears of eyes
And didn't realize the bitterness behind laughing smiles
After reading the diary through, a light shed on my mind
Like a candle shining brightly in the darkness of night
I got an urge to tell my dear ones that I really cared for them
But most of them could no longer realize my remorse and yearn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem