Life was there but meaningless.
Like a tree surviving without leaves it was fruitless
Like mere thoughts in mind, it was motionless.
All of the days were sheer darkness and light-less.
With no one to associate with, it was friendless.
Not even a person to show affection about it, everyone was careless.
Getting weary and tired on its own, it was powerless.
The very existence of this life had become pointless.
With no direction and purpose, life became vision-less.
The nights were sleepless, full of agony and dreamless.
The days were non the better, they were more brutal and ruthless.
With no one to hold unto for change and betterment, it was now hopeless.
But you came as a ray of light.
You brought meaning to this life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem