Yesterday at beach
I saw the sunset
I became very sad when
I went to bed.
I wondered very hard
How can this be true?
How can everything so beautiful
Disappear into blue?
The water, the sky,
The sun and the sand
Everything was black
Including land.
Then next morning
I saw
The sun out of water
Was beginning to thaw.
And soon everything
Turned into gold
Just then my hopes
Also grew bold.
After seeing this
Beautiful sunrise
I there stood
Happy and wise.
Now I know that
After every end
There’s a new beginning
You don’t have to bend.
Now when I lose
I don’t get sad
I try again and again
Giving my best.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful philosophy Aprajita...very eloquently expressed.