Many many returns of the day,
I failed to understand till date.
Of course, I glanced at,
What you described endlessly.
Flowers and leaves are all there,
Love plays life wonderful.
I find no motion picture is here,
But rise and fall, up and downs are
Common phenomena with pleasure.
All for the belly,
All to highlights,
All to reconciliation
And it is life,
It is everything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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