One by one 
Line by line 
New colours, new scents, every time 
Born to die 
Came to live 
Maybe it's a new thing, I'll get used to it. 
Came across a broken tree 
Felt like it was alive 
I let my body float like a ray of light 
Felling like hate 
But I'm sure it's a disease 
Which I'm approving, on the behalf of my fate 
I slip into the dark 
To find the missing light 
Guess that's a thing I can never prove in life 
‘Give up ‘ no 
‘ keep struggling' no 
Just waiting for the sun to show up on its own.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My favorite one till now