Life of poets, mostly a tragic one,
Full of painful days, mourning for daily needs,
Many were unseen during lifetime,
Many were seen only after the lifetime,
A wonderful life after no more,
Wild, wild, wild, the fate,
Unkind, unkind, unkind, the destiny,
Who knows the secret of tragic life?
Does God love heavily?
Doesn't God love poet at all?
Who knows it, who knows it?
We may search for the cause,
To solve the issue forever.
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11-12-2018,23.43 PM, Kadammanitta.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well presented subject. Beautiful poem
Dear Poet, Thanks for the reading and comment. Kindly read my other poems too.