Born To Earn
We are born just to earn
We have no time to turn.
Motive of life limited in earning notes
No any interest in philosophical quotes.
Success measured in term earned money
Everyone treating and licking it as honey
Disputes among us, is its cause
Still there is rush for it without any pause.
When death knocks at your door
Will realize man without good health is how poor..
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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2019...April 20...10.27 am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When death knocks at your door Will realize man without good health is how poor.. life and the real earnings in life. a very good poem with insight. tony