Cruel Terror Poem by Puloq Arafat

Men those who are the victim in life..
Those who have passed many obstacles..
Those who have cried much for prosperity..
Those who have lost peace..
Those who have been strangled..
Know the best how to survive.
Spare time is long..
You must feel how bitter a lonely life is.
You must see how salty a jerked journey is.
You must want to paint a poor picture of life.
Life is a cruel terror..
Suddenly which is quite ready to eat you.
Sometimes who writes blue saddest lyrics.
You are not always ominous lure..
Sometimes you can't endure..
Sometimes you can't bear..
A very red drop of tear..
Which comes from a very deep corner of your heart.
Sometimes you only see your defeat..
You only see how unbearable life is.
You will count moments to die.
This is reality and this is true, friend.
In this earth we are in a short journey..
Our expectation is a lot..
And we get and find little.
However, we run on.
This empty-tiny- punitive life is unnecessarily beautiful! !