Life is a journey without any destination
We always grow in wisdom and knowledge
But we can never obtain, it's always on the edge
We always learn the don'ts from the damnation
Life is unquestionably, an uniliteral track
And the do's we learn from the positive
We love randomly and hate without motive
A carousel which scarcely allows you to get back
Life is like a carousel that's in a coil
We question certainly, yet not the prime
We can't understand ourselves all the time
It's a standard thing, good and turmoil
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite an interesting take on life👍🏾.