Life

Oh life, why are you so amazing,

Even in the crowd, man feels lonely,

Why is there so much regret in living,

Sometimes laughing,

Sometimes crying,

Sometimes struggle,

Sometimes hopes,

Sometimes defeat,

Sometimes victory

This is your world

How beautiful,

Then why is there so much chaos,

Everyone is

In the struggle to live,

If there is nothing

To take with you,

Then why is life

Is difficult to search for more,

As long as there are breaths,

There are desires only,

Even after knowing, why is there so much scarcity of peace??

Even after knowing everything,

There are desires

That never end,

Then tell me, oh man, why do you have so many

Questions from life?