The river passes by
And try
To alter path
When in spate
As waters calm down
The course is known
Same is the case with childhood
The meaning in young age is less understood
The time is passed in merry making
Loitering here and there and joking
With no care for money and time
Sometimes involved in big crimes
Learning stage is over
You have no cover
Friends alright
But struggle ahead and fight
Life shall look rosy
With arrival of somebody
I will smell fragrance
Life is seized by chance
The journey goes on
With parenthood grown
Family is expanded
More and more is demanded
Old age reminds
And finds
It not easier
To know how were you the liar!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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