Going back is not so easy,
Going back is not possible,
But the cycle is there
You can revolve round,
With a hope to get back
Your belongings though not
In original forms.
Saying nothing is good thing
So also seeing nothing means
You cannot say you are blind.
What is inevitable, that is there,
No one can challenge
Such and such are happening
Take it sure, But my dear,
What is there, that is only life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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