Experience your life, my dear
Life of truth and truth of non-violence.
It is the dream of the sky
Life-long swimming in
The drawing sheet of the children.
Life is not election hymn
In the mal-democratic system.
Is it the dream of eligible candidate
In the morning of a homeless beggar
In a small railway station?
How can you know and differentiate
The gem and cinnamon stone?
The life is binding with a ring
And with a bracelet or anklet and a chain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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