Pain is with us,
And we are in agony.
Our own personal
Existence is
Our sorrow.
We have
Our own hunger,
And hence,
We are in fear.
Here we are to
Win the trust,
We are to achieve
Contentment- our wealth.
We are to keep
Our health intact.
We have to taste
The sweetness of solitude.
We have to taste
The flavour of tranquillity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem