Time is not enough when I am writing Poems in the best of mood;
Disturbance while writing Poems makes me very irritated;
At that time how time has ran away I cannot understand;
But sans writing some Poem, time never moves at all ever!
When I am at home, I am occupied with writing at most top mood;
But when outside home and far away place time never moves;
I am very much frustrated to think when I will return home ever;
Always occupying myself with writing something makes me happy!
But disturbances from known and unknown persons is too much to bear;
What to do in this world there is no way to overcome convoluted problems
As that will take whole lifetime in labyrinthine path of no return;
Every problem is left unsolved by our experts in such a way that I have to finish!
It makes me feel that fate has destined me to be engaged with such problems only;
Problem in writing or connected occupation never seems to be very harsh!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It makes me feel that fate has destined me to be engaged with such problems only; Problem in writing or connected occupation never seems to be very harsh