For a fact,
There may have many hypotheses,
Jungled with data,
Mugged with abstracts,
Troubled with findings.
For finding an underlying truth,
To bring light and joy.
The world is so complex,
Reality may not be the truth,
Finding the truth, a few can,
After crossing the cross in life,
With tears from the eyes and
Bleeding from the hands.
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11-12-2018,10.49 AM, Kadammanitta.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nash, such a well thought poem.............10++++++++++++
Dear Poet, thanks a great for the reading, rating and comment.