So many things I have lost in my life;
Yet, I have not lost my precious heart;
Still, I go on in pursuit of my thought;
Life is an endless dream keeping hope up!
New door opens at the end of one chapter;
I go on as the light leads me to far of
Place kindling my curiosity to know what
It is coming next to tackle for the better!
Likewise, time goes on with the hope of
Seeing the light other end of the tunnel;
And my search of the new place absorbs the
Whole of my heart and mind proceeds on..!
Will the dawn bring me fresh hope to get
Back last things again by another chance?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem