To remain so much pessimistic
It is like making life static
Allowing no fresh ideas to get in
And make the bid to come over and win
What is pleasure?
If we are not much sure
Does that mean possession precious material?
Can his truth be met with denial?
Where from sorrows come?
If so everybody must welcome
If one has to depart from life
That is reality and only one side
Look life from any angle
It shall be full of struggle
As it needs constant efforts
To stay in and reach the port
Let shadow not overcast
We must come out of very fast
It is inside strength that makes man stubborn
We have hard core strength and that is in born
dont like it Sean Stapelfeld6 minutes ago trying to be too fancy
To remain so much pessimistic It is like making life static
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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