life itself is a puzzled
yet no one has solved
no one can mould it
Its begining is a joy
its ending is a grief
Life itself is a question
yet no one have answered
yet none can skip it
A question without clues,
A choice without options
Life is like a sea,
Deep, Danger and Dark
Like sky up, above so high............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thogh pessimistic yet hope is there. Thanks