POEM
Tragic life is counted.
Bitter the experience is.
Dark the love is.
Cave of thinking leads the human world.
The beach is empty.
Sea is calm.
Sky is empty.
My love is lost.
Life is trodden with empty dreams.
Walking is unfinished.
Tears are mingling with sea waves.
I create the tears in rivers.
Himalayas are shining.
The plants are green.
Stars are dazzling .
Bitter the life seems.
