Standing back, watching life carry on around me,
imagining sitting on a boulder, throwing stones
into a pond of water.
That's how I think of life, just sitting here as
events and situations - circumstances, get thrown
at me.
For I am a pond of tears, because of all the sorrow
that has become and drowned me through the years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh! what to think about this life. it will betray one day. here i m not to praise your emotion thought or skill bcoz you have crossed all only to say enjoy the life. but this is heartfelt. excellent beautiful.