Nothing is good in this life,
Only mind and heart strife.
We always in confusion,
No answer no solution.
Questions which don't have endings,
Heart which don't have feelings.
One thing we should know from our birth,
Man is mortal with happiness dearth.
Death is what we should accept,
From life nothing we should expect.
Things are not trued as they seem,
Everything is dark and not any beam.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem