Bad times too
It will be just same
Only scratches and no name
Just face with lines
For people to define
From eyes it looks
That there is stock
Stock of emotions
Life Full Ocean
What does it in eyes?
It tries
To reveal full thrust
Of pain and trust
What does mankind do?
How you tackle and go through
People come forward with different intentions
But after all it is human relation
So painting does job
And does not Ron
Of any sentiments
Rather it presents
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So painting does job And does not Ron Of any sentiments Rather it presents