We're all players in a bad play,
Life,
Is not what some say,
Fair, unfair, past, present
Centuries away,
Nothing ever seems to be right,
And everything's always a fight.
Lucky are those,
Who true Love have found,
And the voice of the beloved,
Is their clearest sound.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, life can be hard. Its not always roses and chocolates.....but, as a writers, can we make some revisions? ;)