Oldie we were really fooled
That sent chill and make us cool
We can do nothing but laugh
It is story of fools only half
Who prefers and loves to laugh?
Who wants to be alone and rough?
Take it as gift from almighty
Laugh it out as sign of nicety
Lessen out the burden
Which has come all of sudden?
Don't loose composure even
You will be really be happy then
Not to laugh it out is cruel joke
The sadness may remain as yoke
To keep confined if some one pokes
Then it may be really big stroke
We are certainly made to believe
It is fallacy and unreal world that we live
Not everything can go as per plan
You got to swim across the lake like swan
Your efforts may not be liked by all
They will cut jokes at your fall
They have nothing to do with your agony
The matters seems to them unreal and phony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem