Listen to it,
It is your own voice.
Nothing is fantasy,
Nothing is easy.
At this moment
Life is just a candle
In the storm.
Stop not
Stop not dear
Proceed ahead,
Proceed a head
On daily basis.
You are growing
And you know it.
You are
The lone traveler
Go ahead dear
Nothing to worry
No reason
To say sorry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sorry i had stopped. Thanks for the word of encouragement. Now i am going. Really like really really truly going. Good poem.