I speak with no anger
As am no more stranger
To people
And heir struggle
They make mole
Out of mountain
Cry through out
With nothing special to talk about
I am certain
About ups down to maintain
What shall we do if there is setback?
And how do we rejoice when receive cake!
It is casual
Some one brings happiness on arrival
The death of family head
Brings sadness for dead
For us life is important
And be part
It is rare gift we have
So it needs care to behave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
rare gift, we have, this life, thanks sir, this is true.