along and alone the path
he crosses miles long
along and alone the path
he suffers and suffocating much
but never he stops
stopped the adverse waves
of hatred blown by rejections
from society
from own people
from time and tender affection
yet sun never stops to show its glory
not the moon majestic light of the universe
and accepted by those divine power and mystery
he forgot to anchor his destiny on any flowery spasm
he the never ever bent the human soul
emancipated and lives rejecting death of every step
he himself the destiny of own life engraved by choice...
Pranab k c
30/07/2021
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This does not apply to all poets. Many have been successful in recognition and prizes. With the presses and money making yes with some, but not being rejected by his own people. Shakespeare, Whitman, Frost are adored in their countries.