I once wrote a poem
in my sinking moment
of life
depression filled up all corners
anxiety stroke as
scorching sun
marked permanent emotional scars
corrupting my youthful heart
 
bitter, sometimes, pain 
intertwined
 
I kept on fighting
within the walls in my mind
with unwavering faith-
 
Longing when will the tears 
of mine
change into wine
A wine of joy 
I'll drink for a lifetime!                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
After the tears.. there is joy....