The keys are hanging on the wall.
Which one is yours? If you are tall
You can take an upper one. But, hey!
It doesn’t mean it’s yours, okay?
To find your key just look at this:
When search is done, you’ll feel the bliss
As bliss is a key itself; just start
To notice all the signs of heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very wisely articulated and poetically explained. The keys of life. Thanks for sharing the same.
I'm glad it resonated with you! I wish you to find yours