This world is not yours,
this world is not mine,
this world is of no one.
We're just a mere renter
and anyday we'd be asked
to leave this rented land.
Golds & the glitters,
buildings & the monuments
are just an imitation,
beautifying the beauty
of this rented land.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A short, yet meaningful poem! Well done bro.