So true sir,
Thanks a lot for the line,
Dear Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
Also true,
'Life is but an empty dream'.
But sir, why to think?
To think, itself is a punishment.
From thinking come
Sorrow, joy, all the way.
Why are we not ready to
Consider life beyond such words
Like beave, love, and so on?
Of course, we are busy
In the battle giving everything to fate.
Just wait,
Give me more time,
If you are interested to
Take life's cream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A better title would be, Things Are Not Always what they Seem' for at times they are what they see. If I show you a square figure, that`s what it is. Your poem`s argument is quite faulty. I can`t enter details for lack of space.