When the shade of the night falls
Every soul takes a shape of his own
All figures are cast to nought for this challenge
Some loses faith some falls with little effort
Faith preserved when you endure the more
Its hard for two to become one in the shared space
ıf one falls to the arms of pit now
Time for another starts over
The time with endless cycles of life
The true test of faith lies in the patience required for see its fulfillment. A well articulated piece of poetry written with insight. A nice poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
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I would like to translate this poem
Hai, milan Every soul takes a shape of his own. yes its Tru. i liked it