We are all aone.
One day we have to go one by one.
Nobody is staying with us till the end.
One who has come to stay with us,
He has to go away one day.
We don't have to be emotional but practical.
We are not born to cry but laugh.
We have to mind our business not others' business.
Each and every moment should be spent happily,
We are not sure when are going to die.
One who is there close to you talk to him.
One who is there away from you miss a little.
Life is just for four days,
Why to waste it for the sake of others.
Whom we are missing they are doing their work,
But we are not doing our work properly,
Why is it so?
Just ask yourself then give it a thought who you are.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem