As we keep moving,
Time goes on changing.
Each day is never,
Reflections of the past.
Becoming new in itself,
Nothing's ever the same.
Each step taken,
Makes another difference.
Decide the tomorrow,
Deciding your steps.
Freedom within us,
To mould destiny.
Prayers seem futile and hopeless,
Since hope is eternal in itself.
But there is a destiny for everyone.
Though it is not written down for us.
Cause it is up to us to write it,
So that it is revealed to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem