As long as our life shine,
Why would anyone care to define,
No sooner it looses it`s lusture,
Life becomes a questionable structure.
We get to know only when we suffer,
Life`s answer to everyone differs,
Will it won`t it cease to exist,
Is the question top on everyone`s list.
A lot of us try to find a way out,
we go to him and in deep whispers we shout,
The other lot which seems more confused,
Sits at home and watches the late night news.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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