That boy still laughs,
Everything floats in its emptiness.
Yet he laughs, and laugh a lot with shouting,
Although many people call him crazy as a madman,
Yet he laughs, laughs with his heart
Lots of things to laugh about his huge excess
Sometime bout and sometimes caution.
But nobody knows the reality
Everything is his deceit
Burning inside is a fire
As if everything was burnt to ashes.
He is screaming a little bit inside.
If still notice, blood fountains seen.
The wound has not dried yet,
Yet he laughs like a laughing laugh.
Do not let anyone understand the secret of his smile
Still he laughs
Still living with everyone with a little hope,
Still he laughs, , , , , ,
Nice poem which inspires one to laugh even in adverse situations. Thanks, Rahul. But at times it becomes confusing- That boy still laughs.... Still she laughs.... Still she laughs.....
First say you sorry because There is some typing mistake. There is not she that is he.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice one young poetry man you will be a great poet one day