running and running is a daily part of life,
one can never stop running from the aim of his life
some walk miles but they still don't find it in their life
some cross inches still get it in their arms
these are the chances that life may offer you
sometimes it is a hit, sometimes it is a miss
though how different it is you should never stop,
if you look behind you shall get stuck
running isn't the case of how quick you are, it is the ability to move far
there could be many men who could surpass you then and although few could be who will make you shame
though your blades of passion should rise high but don't make demoralization to cut your edges
make you run immortal like a spirit who is eternal for lifetime
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem