Life the four letter word
Four hours play,
In this your
Child-hood was in innocence
Youth in darkness,
Adult-hood in tension and
Old age a regret.
In this four hours play,
You had nothing other than
Lust and ego,
You tried nothing, other than
aggrandizing wealth and power.
Like a cage bird
You were enmeshed in the bond of love,
so you suffered for your sanity.
With out realising the meaning of life,
You completed your play
by entering the jaws of death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
still there we are in time and space yet not being befuddled by life and death, wonderful write yet interesting too,10++