Love is not the commodity
It is super gift from the almighty
We should know its strength, power and quality
Use skill and talent to attain the quality
Life is like tragic event
Always makes us to resent
Something is missing or absent
There is no time even to repent
Life is compared to heaven and so is the home
We live with pleasure and welcome
People may come and go
But sweetness and love how can we forgo?
For nature is bountiful
and inspires us to live
in its astonishing beauty
that is present and alive
This is how we live on
With little gain to be flown
Whether with means or nice mighty wings
We shall always rejoice and sing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem