Hope may dash
The uncertainty may rush
The show may flop
But journey shall remain nonstop
It is our endeavor
To cover
Lost ground
For green pasture to be found
Nights are meant to have peace
Not to be spent at unease
They are designed to provide relief
Not to act as thief
There is no end or beginning
As sun is endlessly shining
Life is meeting with death and birth
So there is life till we have breathe
Wait for no sun light
Feel and work for right
The light may emerge
You shall move and surge
Leave everything to His hand
He shall guide us till end
We need not worry much
Life is not to be spent in futile as such
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hope may dash The uncertainty may rush