What's gone is gone
Losing whom broke my heart
From my heart filled with pain, a voice came, "Oh God, what wrong did I do that you were angry with me?"
This life was moving along with beautiful dreams, hopes, and challenges.
Suddenly, dreams were lost, hopes were dashed, and challenges increased.
O God, the world is your creation.
Whoever lives in this world, what is really in his control except the illusion that I am so it is happening?
If you exist, then does not even a leaf move without your will?
O God, then why do you play such a game with everyone?
First, you snatch loved ones from their own people.
After inflicting pain, after tormenting them deeply, you slowly applies the balm of time.
Why does this wheel of yours, this wheel of time, turn like this, with everyone's breath, throughout their lives?
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