Death, loss, failure..life's tragedy never ends
Ups and downs, in between people lost among trends
Pondering the faces of people in the streets
Thinking about the reason behind our creation
Consuming your own mind, crossing your limitation
Diving through mankind history while listening to your heartbeats
You end up with moroseness, realizing the cruelty of life
Happiness is nothing but few moments and the rest is a lifelong strife
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Why am i created. what is the meaning of life and love.............why so much of sadness, cruelty, sickness and poverty in this world. why all these wars and cruelty.......... you have presented a meditation of life in the present context..... thank you. tony