I love to live
As strongly believe too
Life can not be spent leisurely
It should not fail us miserably
Since childhood
I was short of food
Parents worked hard day and night
To get me good education and fight
It was their desire
To expose me not to satire
Come up of my own and rise
Give all people reply and surprise
They felt as if life was crusade
Struggle till you are dead
I was fully convinced
The interest was evinced
The gun in hand was not my choice
But I had made only one promise
I shall see no tears in their eyes
I did choose the way and tried
When father departed I was on not on his side
When mother expired, I was away on mountain side
When son died, I was on active service
Yes life taught me to be of tall promises
Life is like an ocean
Its vastness is not seen
You test and feel it sour
But it is your own life
exceptionally well.... Garima GaurLess than a minute ago Promises...... And fighting to keep them is what lyf. All about.
The honesty was brutal. Tracy Bollinger6 minutes ago I'm at a loss for words. That was a powerful poem, my friend!
excellent poem! Daniel Acorn10 minutes ago Brilliant poem!
Awesome! Braxton BarnhillLess than a minute ago I can tell that the writer has had a hard life, the poem expresses those emotions wondrously Comment +1
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good Mohammad Zaman10 minutes ago Like it