Life is hell
Life is heaven
All is well
If consciousness
Is driven
Life is easy
If mind is dizzy
Life is fight
With wrong or right
No room for cry
If you have to survive
Life is joy
Don't ask why
Life is here
Just now my dear
Life is existence
Nature is his fragrance
Life is a poem
Without any rythem
To live is life
On the edge of knife.
Time 7.49 am
2 nd june 2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
if you ask me what is life? i would say it's struggle, we compete on every available thing on earth especially good paying jobs.