God has given us life to live but what we do to it,
we spend it like we will get it many times,
each moment of our life will not come back we know it very well
even then we waste it like we will have more when we want it
all the time we complain god that we are not happy,
forgetting our privilages we got.
Life is like as we see it good or bad,
by cursing it we can't get ahead,
so why don't admire what we got instead of living with regret.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem