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Life.
This four-letter word
Very commonly heard
This little word
That runs our world
Ever thought what it means?
Don't ask me
'Cause that is what I've been doing all these
Sleepless nights
This the fact that bites
With a puddle of tears and a severe head-ache
I lay awake
Stupid. You might think
But all these hours I don't even blink
Just thinking of the much messed up word
Whose meaning is quite blurred
Endless google searches
Countless books read
Still the meaning of life is unsaid
I don't know why
don't know how
But I want to solve the mystery of this
much screwed up word
So I guess I'll lay awake more nights
more and more times
Until the day I fine the ultimate purpose of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem