It all starts with a silent noise
of cluttered thoughts, an unheard voice
Memories in flashes of agile emotions
and chaotic feelings in blazing portions

The will to hold on, the desire to let go
deep in regret, but smiles to show
Weakening knees, reducing strength
but standing steady in prideful pretent

Wandering thoughts that turn you insane
Holding back fervor, only in vain
Standing tall for that instant longer
hoping for resilience of getting stronger

With loving tears in glittering eyes
distant glances, sombre goodbyes
With piercing pain deep inside
Yes it hurts to part with your child

"Life is extreme mission with valuable objectives and worth my efforts"

Thats a nice quote Navneet. But I did not get it in the context of the poem.