Leaves rustling, Breaking silence,
In the flowing wind, soothing cheeks
Rushing vehicles, breaking sounds, fumes corrupting air,
Greenery around, Pleasing eyes,
Skyscrapers around, Souls resting.
Knowledge learning, Prosperity blessing
Jealously has roots for lust, Lust has not roots for satisfaction,
Rest and peace are deprived for heaven on earth,
Hard work and toil are gifted for hell on earth.
No place on earth to morrow,
Every place on earth to sorrow,
Yet sorrow needs to be parted with beloved.
Destiny has luck, when faith is not trusted,
Ina n endless time no time for appreciation
When every soul lusts to depress,
Busy and exhaustion is same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is real.there is no charm in dragging this life.liked it.