There are many philosophies
But I do not like to know any one of them
Why I born and born as a human
I do all the things a human being does
In one chamber I have love
In another anger in my heart
Yet they doubt I never did become
As all these qualities are neither good enough
Nor give any guaranty to qualify one
To become Homo sapiens
I give a damn and never bother
What to do and how to be one like them
Neither have I any grudge against any one
As I have collections of two boxes, full
In one the love of you and my poetry
In another my world of strength.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
no grudges against anyone is the basic for a good and loving life. We all have love and hate emotions. the ending to this poem is an excellent way to look at life.