There's no big victory, anywhere
It just, begins with petty moments
Chasing of great wins, ends in sorrow.
The winners of true shows
On the path, go through tough
Grinding, compromising everything.
When whole world is turning foe
They, live under constant pressure-
Standing out however, on the podium.
To be a real true-man and direct fighter
It's not just, talent that gives strength
But, one's attitude and endurance.
Life is very simple and beautiful
For the winners of war and not battles
However, everything gets worth memory.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2018
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's not just, talent that gives strength But, one's attitude and endurance.... //.... Truth of life so very well expressed. Thanks, Dear Poet.