Life remains as puzzle
We always struggle
Sometimes enjoy the fruit
And sometimes brunt too
It moves on
But what is not known?
The poet’s soul
Gives different call
He is all about love and harmony
His imagination is sent to many
The depiction of rare imagery
And above all, human misery too
He goes to the extent
Of painting woes that is prevalent
But unable to address with words
He pray for it to the lord
We all are part
But what departs from daily life?
We ignore true sentiments
Love nothing but feel sad moments
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We ignore true sentiments Love nothing but feel sad moments
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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