Why does human life move on?
Why does in East rise sun?
I do not know still I think,
Very often in mind I do link.
Thanking God again I pray,
But I feel hair becomes grey.
Taking birth we go on death,
Nobody knows its secret depth.
Where to move on after soon,
From where we do get boon?
Who drives us and pleasure?
Who has kept secret treasure?
How nature decorates flower,
Sky on top becomes the tower.
All are still sure in confusion,
Still in world keep affection.
God knows the secret answer,
Never we search, runs dancer.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,19 December 2014. All rights reserved.

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