Sun rise and sets;
we listen the word development
But at times we confuse
Whose development human or machine.
Strength is going down
weakness is forward to next
we dont have time to even listen our own text
can we describe in which world we are existing
when we walk up we are tired and when we sleep at night we are tired
Then when we get time to realize our freshness
Everyone run behind the money and loses their strength
no one go behind freshness to get ample amount of happiness
can we describe this world
were numbers of people dies without any diseases
Our forefather never think of tomorrow what is going to be happen
And now we people only think about whether we are there tomorrow or not.
just live a life today only
my question is where is those day, where we not know what is today or what is tomorrow
A great start with a nice poem, Mahavir. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
Welcome to this Forum, Mahavir. This is a lovely poem with a philosophical touch. The poem needs to be edited e.g. four father (forefathers) . Thanks a lot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very fine creation..Thank you fro sharing!
Thank you sir, for your valuable comment