I am seen by this world
When I was baby and walked
Till now it reared me up well,
Though I have seen many a thing, dubious
And faced many situations difficult
In this world of lies, life is a hell
As I see every day truth to die
And many a life to go meaningless
Without a word, with out a fight against evils
And for this very reason
I see this world is dead
Yet I hope
My next part of my life
Would be nice and fine
In the battle field
Fighting out the odds
For me and the world, dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One sees the world as dead with all the negative things going on. We live with the hope of changing some negative things into positive. Feelings beautifully expressed in the poem. Thank you.