Pain Of Life Poem by Prabin Maharjan

What a life full of pain
Satisfaction is what we never gain
Pain is a thing which brings fear
It is the thing which calls death near

Happiness and sorrow are parts of life
Striking us like sharp knife
I don't want my friends, relatives so far
Or it may be destructible than war

It's the age of competition
To move forward, we need participation
Try to put one more step towards nature
To gain the real task of pleasure

What a life full of pain
Sometimes sorrow is what we mostly gain