For the good and bad times
I wish contrast rhymes.
Fire and ice, none imparting the other.
All hoped for the better
Yet some stayed asunder
Rain makes noise to silence.
Life requires resilience
Everyone calling out in silence
Self troubles stuff our ears to deafness
If hope is hopeless
Who looks at the fire and believes prowess
The eye sees less than reality
Trends of everything come to a liability
Even sweetness of life ends in mortality
It all ends the same.
Love created a colorful circle
Building a legacy for Jack and Jill
Hate befriends hurt and winks
Who knows not what it means.
If sickness knows a way to people
Health has a way of kicking it out too
Transformation can be ludicrous
End designates the way to everything.
Poverty disappears to normalcy and wealth
Sickness ends in health or vice-versa
We live to die someday
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem