Where the world of lies rules
Hope and trust is rare
Here very cheaply available
Jealously, Violence, betrayal
We live in place of immoral heart
This place is lovely with brutal art
One part dwells is soft silken beds
Other with broken thatched cottage
In a rat race to rise
One pulling another to pulverize
Pretension, knavery, lust and malign
Together combat creating
A vicious sight
Although we know this is
Life's disaster of delight
Seeing the same numberless times
Wise in drowsy sleep
Fools ruling ahead
We never raise our voice
Become the part of notorious fame
Junior and senior all thinking the same
In the world of lies
Only sinful lives dignified
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not exactly sinful but also the soul which is full with love and compassion. Keep up