That's The Only Problem Poem by Rahman Henry
That's The Only Problem
Disappointed she was
Used to cry all her dreamless nights
A palmist came then, told her:
'When you would see your own corpse in dream,
You would become an Empress.'
One night she did and became the Queen.
She thought until she would see
her own corpse in real, she would remain the Empress.
That's the only problem, otherwise ours had a happy Land.
Now she and we are waiting to she her... in real!
That's the only problem.... But now: 'she and we are waiting to she her... in real! '
Awesome poetry, Our expectation from life is more that what we can really be. We want more food then we can chew, we want more money than our needs and that is the real problem....A thought provoking poem, indeed, Thanks much for sharing it Rahman Bhai.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 3:51:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
half our energy and life spent in dreams, dreaming of what can not be, what we want selfishly.. not thanking God for all the blessings we have and living in reality.. thanks for sharing.