It's true,
Most of us pray for wealth and health
For our near and dear
And at times one and all
There is no doubt,
Everything we do is in its pursuit
And there seems to be no end to it.
But, here is the one,
The only one
Who has no one to pray for?
Who has no one to pray to?
And here is the one,
Who has learnt to lose?
Who is most happy to lose?
Until the stage,
He has nothing left to lose?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
welcome to ph...you have nothing to lose here...everything will be a gain here