Poem

- ~~~: Itikatha of life: -

In this current of life, I am a dry leaf

Just coming and going in the tidal tension.

All the happiness I have got in the current of the tide

All the happiness of life has been taken away by the ebb tide.

With this current of time I just come and go,

The wait - in our estimation, many days - is over.

Maybe I'll be swept away by the tidal wave,

Maybe one day I will drown in a catastrophic ebb,

I will be lost that day in the middle of the abyss.

I don't think it will fall, maybe I was on a branch of a tree,

Twenty will come again in a new way.

That day I was lost at the bottom of the deep sea.