Life is poetry
Says the poet
Same way the sage says
Life is meditation
but she never goes
in rhymes
no rhythm she finds
when she sings
her own songs
and when a sage seeks
truth in seclusion
but life
finds truth in deeds
which can not be
confined
in meter and foot
but through seductive schemes
lies of the great lies can be spread
truth is life
life is truth
which upholds them
that is beauty
rest of all
are bogus
a hood winking
emotional blackmailing
under well put rhetoric
well churned out fallacy of logic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is many things to many different people. But life is what we make it. A good read