There will be clouds sometimes,
Sometimes there'll be rains
As each day a man loses something
& something he gains.
There are moments when he wants to say it all,
but something pins him down when he tries to cross that one wall.
Many a times he has broken his silence,
to find that the only thing she held close was prudence
So now he waits till the end of time,
for the one who makes his belief stronger
in 'us' & not 'mine'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A powerful poem on the prince of virtues. Well done my friend.