Stung many a time to know
Whether I am alive or not.
Taken my childhood and youth
To weaken me, taken my beloved
Though I am weak yet I'm firm.
No storm can deter me, my path
I know the best, and thy wrath
I will change into a lovely flower
Alone I stood on the pyre of truth
The scorpion of time can't sting you! Braving the arrows of life, you will move ahead! ! A very positive approach to life! A highly elevating thought and a beautiful poem! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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