Feeling lonely in the boulevard, just like a cloud i wandered
When will find the remedy to hindrance i wondered
In my weakness, the side i sway
I know it's not too late for sun to shine even though the sky look grey
Where's the battle, here i'll fight
I will never give in until there's light
You who try to halt the battle, and bade me lie
With my mettle let me scatter the wealth in my hand before i die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Where's the battle, here i'll fight I will never give in until there's light. what a great determination..... those who live and work with noble aims to become great will surely become great..... may God bless u for that.. thank u for the noble thoughts dear poet. tony