Really life is difficult, painful and embarrassing now-a-days. No friends, no relatives, no love, no hug. Even wife and husband not willing to come together to comfort each other in this time of grief.
This time, a burning fire leaving no space to stay in. Really, how selfish we are! How fearful to death! We know, though, death is inevitable. Where is humanity? No one is ready to take risk and coming forward with a smile.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem