Count one to ten
Then it is merely written
It speaks of your life span
With no agenda or plan
Who remembers your name?
When did you depart or came on earth
It is merely assumption
That you shall be always inside heart
The world is so large
Like big closed cage
Where we plan and fail
Live with tension and leave behind long tail
Once you are gone
Still he drama shall go on
Actors may change with role
With an impression to steal heart
So you be poor or king
Yet with one entity as human being
Here you may have many ups and down
With experience of own
So you be poor or king Yet with one entity as human being Here you may have many ups and down With experience of own
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Creating what you see before, this person trapped inside.......Nice one, I liked it.