Equally sweet and painful
Christmas we usually
Celebrate in plentiful of joy
Millions of happiness cheering
The streets and environ felt it
Bumming like burning fire
On our new era of change mantra!
Foods are laid in the market
Hard and very stiff to price out
Christmas is nearby our clocks
Tick its gongs of merriment in scarcity
Of money and money to buy item
Only for a time lived in abundance of splendour
Only once we would live in painful sweet christmas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem