People here are
Indiscipline misguided,
People here are
Overwhelmed by unfavorable results.
People here are
Never peaceful and
Their brief life-span vitiated.
Everywhere find
Hypocrisy and pollution
Everywhere find
Inauspicious aspects.
Preachers teachers are
Not in truth
No bliss no perfection here
In this materialistic world
O my dear, come to the Truth
And be Truth-conscious
To escape from the flowery
Net of unsocial elements
And from hypocrisy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we may not say as this, GM as There is true love in some part and some where in everyone's life..