Life is a lifelong friend
It is a complicated puzzle
It is a river, don't ask about the ocean
Still it is thirsty, it is lonely
You can call it a forest of thorns
If you can, cross this forest
I have to stay with it always...
Where will you go leaving it
This is the melody of those ragas
Which burn with lightning on their lips
It is innocent and playful too..
It shines like moonlight
It is compassion, it is beloved and also a lover
It is sad to be with it
It is simple, easy and difficult too...
It is also the smiling season of spring...
- Manoj Kumar 'Yakta'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem