Eye on eye
Build the world
Feel the pulse
Side by side
We walk
Hands on hands
And count the stars
Days after days
Bath on the same light
Hot breath
Rises the same moon
Slow wind
Blows cold
We talk on many things
Meaningful
But we make our life
Meaningless
With out the alphabet of life.
nothing last long, still life of vulgarity ends if we love thank bhai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh what a hidden message in such a musical & well flow poem...lovely