I Walk, I Walk,
Alone The Way,
'You Will Fail'
They Say.
The Way, Full Of Thorns.
I Passed All The Mourns,
The Way With Many Curve Endings,
I Complete All, Remaining None, Pending.
Petals Were Also There On The Way,
I Passed All Night And Day,
I Walk Carefully Through All Mosses And Hay,
But Then Also 'You Will Fail'
They Say.
Throughout My Life, I Have Been Walking The Way,
To Spread My Initial, 'K'
Now Success On My Feet, Lay,
Now, 'How You Achieved This? '
They Say..............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice work........u r a gud poet...thanks for sharing