Life is so precious,
precious than anything else.
But people dont value it.
Life is'nt always bed full of roses,
it contains both happiness and sadness.
Life is like a chewing gum,
it tastes excellent at first,
but as we go on chewing it,
it turns unsavoury.
Life is like a book,
it has a beginning and an end.
Life can be compared to an icecream,
taste it before it melts.
Life contains different flavours,
and everyone tastes it.
But my life is different,
it has sorrows instead of happiness,
it has problems which has no solution,
it has bad luck instead of good luck.
But i still try to value my life,
because life is more precious,
than anything else....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice....but c'mon! be happy!