Why people always have complaints in life?
Why anxieties and fears dwell in their hearts?
Why they put things as center of their lives?
Why? ? , , why they are worrying too much for themselves?
Some sought after supremacy to an influential being,
Some yearn for wealth and worship possessions,
Some desire fame and aspire highest distinction,
But someone, somewhere else is fighting to survive...
Why ungrateful? ? ? , , even in the most simplest thing you have-'your life'...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem