Life is a fine art
Created by the amazing artist,
And we are all living in it.
But alas, we are not able to
Enjoy it and unable to get sweet
Music that is therein.
The words and the air-
Not ours we know,
Yet, we are misusing all in life,
Without caring anybody and anything.
How fool we are really,
We failed to recognized the love
And are going far away from the truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gajanan, such a fine message...10++++