Today I sit thinking what I shall do,
Staring at the walls and the boards alike,
Puzzled completely in my mind.
O God! I make a question why?
Is it that you maketh us things we do not like,
That too to the extent of sheer dislike,
I ask myself why;
At the same time wasting money makes me cry;
But now I may ask thou,
Why can a man not do what job he likes and,
Live a happy life.
Mayank Sharma
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's in your hands to be happy and to do what you like.