There was war
There was pain
There were moods bitter and sour
No rainbow only rains.
I prayed and waited
I cried and cried
I wished to be happy again
And then I realised,
I dont need no gold
I only need a thought
I dont need no happy faces
Just need a happy heart.
And I need me to follow
Follow it day and night,
Follow it through war
And all kinds of fights.
So happy I will be
As happy I am
Beautiful even rains seem
Happy as I am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Aprajlta. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks