Some words are hard to find
While some lines are always clear
When all sides become opposite
It’s just another face of life
All flowers stand on their roots
Unless all roots stand
On the ground themselves
Those who could aim success
Could never stop in their race
Looking for joy in a strange place
Where no one could feel anything
Running to stand still among
All the fast moving seconds
Past is more than just memories
And helping for the sunshine
To break through and
Show you everything
Chances to sink in everything
Never come back more than once
All the fears that one had
Would start coming back
And stop him in moving forward
The heavy tears that one cries
We could still reach out
For every time to go our way
When we could get
Close to the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice...flowery and meaningful great write cheers