Pain heavily
We descend on earth
And disappear with death
If that is what we meant by life
Then think of sharp edge of knife
You will not die that easily
Without undergoing pain heavily
You are suffering of your past sins
And those are definitely felt and seen
Many old folks speak openly
Improve this life by living peacefully
Troubling no one and helping all
Not only human beings but nature as well
So some people are born rich
And some suffer on reaching this earth
Poverty bars them from having comforts
They are undergoing agony and pain of all sorts
So think of better life at present
Your life is heavenly sent
Improve upon by good conduct
And hopefully add some more and try to induct fragrance
Hakim Kassim Thank you very much, Hasmukh Mehta. Like Like Love Haha Wow Sad Angry · Reply · 1 · 5 mins
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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