Thank You for-
I'm alive as a soul
No matter what they tell-
I'm enjoying all that I have!
That's not truth
They love out of ego
And keep me not as I am
I don't take it for a company.
Getting less classy and more funny
Finding their nose in my business
Sincere ones cry when I leave
But, fake leave when I need.
Truth is music of its own-
I'm listening to without any prejudice
Finding no one to understand my pain
Where there's no profit-loss or any gain.
Fret not, o' soul simply love-
Rejoice not, simply win the war
Wisdom comes at a very heavy cost
In kind of wealth, time and human life.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2019
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
This is a wonderful piece of wisdom. I love the depth of the thoughts expressed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sincere ones cry when I leave But, fake leave when I need.... //.... Studying of human nature makes it quite appealing to the reader. Thanks.