You are not needed here, they said
Why she wondered?
You are not the awaited one, she heard
How? She pondered!
Work is where the food appeared
From home she disappeared
Who will care for a rejected child?
Where will a lonely spirit hide?
A greater battle awaits a frightened heart
What horse will pull a troubled cart?
The excitement gone, the anxiety came
So fierce the battle, the lion went tame
When at last the storm reached its peak
No other choice she had but to take a peek
The grass appeared so green on the other side
The greatest desire was to find a haven to hide
When life gives you a punch
In adversity lies the strength to take the launch
Where is the gain without the pain
A lion is more like a cat without its mane
Then from the East blows the great wind of positive change
Taking everyone out of the expected range
What will be will be
Says the buzzing bee!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem