How restlessly
We try to understand,
Life's complicated
Spins and Spans,
That like in films
Accompany, the vital Whims
And Screenplays of our Lives.
Spotlights so dim,
The more we search,
The less we understand
The reasons why?
We're given life
That is to die,
As all around us closes in
And dreams no longer satisfy
With hope,
Our vital auto-trance
The sleeplike altered state
That due to age,
Prevents the apparition
Of a second chance.
It is true that it is difficult to understand the complicated life with spic and span.A great philosophical poem has been stunningly delineated. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The life given to us by the Supreme Being has a main purpose - to serve God in the right path... Life is useless if it doesn’t recognize the Creator. Thanks for composing this important poem, dear Ma’am Sandra.....10++