Turning point,
Turning point comes
At every moment.
No one can say
To where he is going.
Nothing is clear,
Day, month, year.
But we gave to
Materialise the things
With us.
Expectation is more,
True.
Nothing is boneless,
True.
But we have to
Expose the photos
We have taken
In due course.
And we have to
Determine
Equity strategy
In this life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem