What is it really?
Is it a journey of pain
or a blast of unwanted surprises.
What is it really?
Is it a worst nightmare
or is it a game full of hurdles
What is it really?
Is it a bitter drink
or is it a sip of poison.
What is it really?
Is it a mission to death
or is it an endless trauma.
What is it really?
Is it really created by God
or is it just an ugly creation of a Devil
What is it really?
Is it really full of love
or is it a hell of disaster.
What is it really?
Is it a pleasant illusion
or is it a fearful truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this might sound weird..tara timro age kati ho...i just want to judge ur poem on basis of how old u are....