One day I sat on a chair, with no one to stare. i just thought what this world is,
*surely not as smooth as a piece of cheese,
*not as beautiful as green trees,
*yet not that hard so that we cease.
*It’s like the path of a wave crests {joys} are easy to enjoy,
whereas compressions {sorrows}are hard to pass by;
All other pests would pull u down, the one good at this will wear the crown.
No true judgment, neither true skill, words like true & real have become nil.
'Justice' & 'truth' are a matter of joke, human's humanity has choked. ENVY, WRATH, SLOTH, GREED, SELFISHNESS ARE 5 COMPONENTS OF A BEING
& the one master at these is a king.
That’s the system, that's the society, either follow this or change your vicinity.
2nd is the option of my flavor & to accomplish this I want your favor. Be truthful be fare & then you’ll see how your life glares.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fantastic............bhaiyaa... a chnge always starts from r self...so first we hav to take a stp forward........