In between
Top and bottom
We see disputes
And the result
We found nothing.
The shadow and
The light, both
In their places.
And we are busy
In searching them.
Nothing identical
In birth and death,
Yet some says
It is all the same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gajanan, such a good write👍👍👍