What would I want to miss?
Life had just made death kiss
I came to sense all of sudden
I was about to be borne to heaven
This gave me rude jolt
I felt timely knock from the bolt
It was just call for one go
I was to be in pieces and flow
I sat silently in bed
And thought about dead persons
What would they do if given option?
I gave full weight to close relation
I had acted unfairly so far
I shall push that idea or debar
I shall try to be honest
And act to the ability as best
One must have some principles
As life is another name of struggle
If I am to leave out one thing
I shall never ask to be king
Life is not made of roses
But then also forces us
To miss many things
Look like joker in the ring
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Life is not made of roses But then also forces us To miss many things Look like joker in the ring
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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