If I could turn
And return
Your tears
Into cheers
You were rose
Earlier, I suppose
You were unlucky
As life turned cruel and made you panicky
You were pushed to corner
And rushed no sooner
To dark gallows
I thought it not to be allowed
I proposed
And you disposed
With smile on face
I could now well trace
The old color was back
You could now think and track
Life was all for smiles
We need to shape it meanwhile
Hurt no one
But help all
If you can
That is all we want
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good K.nandan Kashyap6 minutes ago wishes of heart..................