He walks along the way of life struggle.
Some dreams are blown away
With the wind of life reality.
Some dreams still spread light.
Some dreams peep in the hut of expectation.;
Memories remain hidden
In the midst of forgetfulness.
He bearing the symbol of labour
with sweat wet body, keeps wearing smile.
No sign of weariness on his face.
He draws affection of all
With smiling grace.
Read your poem, its lovely Delwar. Thanks a lot for sharing this poem with us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely brought forth. Focussed and factual. Thanks for sharing Delwar.
Thanks a lot