What is truth?
It is inexplicable.
It is the eye of God-
Divinity reflects there.
What is truth?
It is like gold.
The more it is beaten-
the more it shines.
What is a lie?
It is like slum.
Dingy ways are there-
Satan reflects there.
The world is slum today.
When you enter, find no way.
But gold shines more-
when becomes muddy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautifully worded. great work, sir. i believe that truthfulness & honesty r rarely found in this generation