The Basket seems to be odd
With the temperamental reality
of life.
The rivalry arouse to compete with
Your natural abilities, to announce the
crowned loser.
Life is full of rival,
Tame to the pairs of knowing opponent
knows better than you think.
The deteriorated aspect of it
calls that no opposer will like
Is competitor but rather ridicule, satire
and antagonize the rival.
So false is the aforementioned;
Time is season; when sun set to shine
your colours, everybody will surely bow.
The moon, sun and the star can't appear
at once.
Life involves shifting for life
The fragmentation brought by rivalry
Is from a railway.
It consequent to loss of fame and followers
Thou are Evil! ! !
Thou are Cruel Tyranny! ! !
Thou are oppressing! ! !
You are not the best
Your rival is there waiting for you.
Keep on trying and don't stop trying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem