Life and Story

One day the dream was broken from sleep,

The door of happiness

Turned again and looked at it,

Time stood between life and death,

After a pause of two moments,

He came to me and asked why the happiness rejected him

In such a situation, when I smiled a little

Eyes raised the question

Then rejected the answer, he also started crying

Somewhere in my pain,

My brother never laughed,

Never lived for himself,

Only one person was fascinated by this happiness,

My life was the crown of my heartbeat.

Finally, an anecdote is over,

But my life will always be proud of its story.