Handicap's words

hard at times
to bearing all unknown pains
with green sorrows
why is that
ask quietly from my self

but that is the way
it is happening
even thousand of tears
milion of humble prayers
wont change  it

problems are falling
like an unstoopable rain
no matter where i am
no matter whatever I do..

climbing a mountain of life
falling and stand again
even though the destination is not visible
with the ray of hope
I strolle silently.....

this poem is about my self.my feeling my sorrow.