People are ungrateful
And look fool
In their own eyes
With so much of heaviness
Heir expectation is more
Sky rocketing desire
Unable to meet in life’s time
Yet dreaming in day time
I feel sore
And explore
Safe and secured way
For meaningful stay
It was never a problem
Never a struggle
Only peaceful time
With happiness at any time
I think there is only way open
To think of heaven
And mould the stream
As that of sun’s beam
It is lovely
And lively
To remain with less needs
Sans greed
Life is gifted article
For the people
To live under no shadow
But with freedom to allow
People are ungrateful And look fool In their own eyes With so much of heaviness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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