My world look like a shaft
lost in the peril of troubled waters
and here i am, i can't swim.
but as I drown in turn and thoughts
A sincere word from a dying father
and a genuine love shown by a mother
shone like rainbow among my dark clouds
My son! Love yourself enough to love others.
This put my piece in pairs of hope
It beats the shuddered roaring storm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem