All painful
Life,
All painful
Also lifeless.
We live lifeless
With hot and cold.
Hot and cold,
We are told
Life is to mould,
To buy and
Not to sold.
Life is to be loved,
And to taste sweetness of love
One has to bear pain.
To know joy, we must experience sorrow; to know sweetness we must taste bitterness. And so it goes with life. There must be a balance of good and bad to appreciate all the good in life. Your poem is food for thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Chains of love and life! ! ! Bearing the pains! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.