I walk the present,
by hopes of yesterday,
dreams, the past has lent,
to bear through all my way,
since all my other lives,
in essence that survives.
Chances have been lost,
and great moments were gained,
failures made the most,
or victories obtained,
some pathways would close,
but in the road I chose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very thoughtful and thought-provoking poem you've written. I wonder what is going on in that brilliant mind of yours. Nice poem.