Life is strange
Merely pondering it can lead your life
The questions must be yet once again asked
Why are we alive?
What is life's meaning?
How is life possible?
Where are our answers?
Who or what made us?
When will life end?
The truth is clear, there are no absolute answers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such well write... I would like many more will flow but vice versa.... I would like you read my poem LET ME RISE and In the mid of the night depression you are killing me.. Keep courage... I rated it 10.. Naila