Truth Of Life

Walking on the long road,

When I was totaly alone,

In the monsoon middle dawer,
In my way I didn't see any  flower,

All the way what I see,

It was nothing but the brown leaves,

Hot was all the breaze,
Calm was all the street,

That was you who hold my hand,

And tied me with a freindship band,

Walking with you on the long road,
I felt no more alone,

We felt the cool breaze,

Monsoon turned dawer to spring,

And leaves turned brown to green,

But when the stone touch my feet,
I lost you from my street,

When I felt down,

There was no one to hold me out,

I expected this from you,
When hurts me- I thought who were you,

I felt you as a spirit,

That was expectation that hurts me,

I have understood the meaning of life,

There is no one at the walking sight,

You born alone,
You left alone,
At the road you walk alone,

When the spirit fetch,
Its the END you catch.