There is always so much crowd
shout from your lungs
atleast some could hear
There should be minute gap
when you see it close,
dont ever hesitate to tear
There may be darkness all the way
eventually the sun will rise,
so, there is nothing to fear.
Running towards the road
makes the sorrows die
as the destiny is so near.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem