Why, when you want to smile
you are bound to cry?
Why, when you wish to say 'Hi'
you end up saying goodbye?
Why does life take so many tests
even though the attendance is less?
Why are the most powerful
the most fearful?
Why do we depend so much on god
even though we know that he will bless us only after we fall?
Why does destiny have to take its course
when we are the bearers of the oars?
Why? Why are questions so many
but, answers scanty?
Can somebody tell me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's a good poem. Questions that flooded your young mind, if you want I can find, Answers are all there as you tour your life get one by one while facing the strife.