A Scar On The Mind

Exploring the mysterious world along with time

Days after days pass and forgot fine

The time does not advance with activity same

We can not define or manipulate it or blame

There is nobody in this world who has no scars on the mind

The parents who are my first teacher departed, nothing to hide

Blessed me to live in a nice way every time

That could not be done always due to uncertainty

My thought continuously analysed it in tranquillity

What is the meaning of our descendance to earth?

Why exists the process so-called birth, bondage and death?

I could not reach a solution because on God had no faith

Pondered throughout the youth conclude divine plan who will perish?

At death, only good deeds remain and all everything totally vanishes

Revealed to sell, to spread the sweet smell of good deeds to shine

Somehow scar will disappear at the end making my habitation a shrine