I don't know whether
The path I am treading will
Take me to my goal
Or I will be lost in some
Wilderness and stay alone
Caressing a bruised soul
I don't know whether
I will see sunshine at the
End of the tunnel and feel joy
Or there will be darkness
Without moon and stars and
In desperation I will die
But I am born to keep
Walking in the path that is
Strewn with thorns and roses
My deeds will give me
What I deserve at the end; a heap
Of blames or lots of praises
Absolutely right is your concluding last line, times ago I wrote a poem titled KEEP MOVING that was about my belief, but you create here the true finest truth in life, heart touching poem deserves 5 Stars TOP Score
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'll take the roses WITHOUT thorns, please. Each of us may 'deserve' some of each, praise and blame. : ) bri