Sometimes life goes wrong
leaves you helpless and alone
It scares you one day
with an abrupt terrible way
Maybe you sit happy on a throne
or lean against a tree needy lone
a ghost dancing near you to daunt
playing some tricks for you to hunt
Misery gives birth to glory
Fear pushes to the bravery
Means hatches from need
Of course if there is yet a wit
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We have to face life with intelligence n bravery. That's how life becomes easy. A lovely write.
Thank you for your kind comment.