It is,
Yes, it is,
I have seen it very often,
It lives in the heaven,
It resides in the hell too,
Everywhere it is active,
I have realised this fact in my profound realm,
In the heaven it is considered as the best,
But in the hell it is regarded as the worst,
So what?
It surely knows that
It is always true and perfect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True. Indeed they know they are true and so they are confident.