The chance ever
It is human tendency
More you try, even more, you feel thirsty
The quench is not over
You still want to find the more
But there is joy
You must enjoy
That stage
As it comes in particular age
Some people complain
And remain
Sad and dejected
As their dreams are not fulfilled
They forget
And let
The situation to take over
As they have lost the chance ever
Keep confined
And find
Calmly with efforts
To go near sort out desire
Keep confined And find Calmly with efforts To go near sort out desire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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