I
It whispers in shadows,
a voice made of smoke,
Promising failure
with every word spoke.
II
It paints walls of doubt
where light should appear,
Building false prisons
to chain you with fear.
III
It says you're too broken,
too weak to survive,
That dreams are for others,
not yours to revive.
IV
But fear has no substance,
it fades when you fight,
A shadow dissolving
in truth's steady light.
V
So rise when it calls you,
don't bend to its choir
Remember this always:
Fear is a liar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful poem. So true and inspiring.