PUZZLE
Poet Chan Mongol
November 21 of 2019
Have you thought of untouchable roof with dazzling lights?
Beneath that paradise, the life is transforming days and nights.
Mysterious conditions with the ongoing and constant energy.
To recycle, repair to make awake, sleep or to die so busy!
Nothing is stable under the sky and all change own formation
From zero to baby, baby to old and old to zero condition.
Temporary blood flow to feel and to suffer here in the hell;
Unsolved mystery and there is no answer of the puzzle!
Blood reasoned us to be kicked out from the heaven;
Blood reasoned to carry on the jail term by all men-women.
No blood and no suffering, no noise, no scream and no shout!
Loved ones got peace when blood flow stopped to dry out.
Condensed blood gained extra weight in the sky to be held there;
Heavy cloud and blood are dropped down to give temporary life here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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