Death Poem by Mohamad Rasoul Mohamadi
Death
i don't know where, and i don't know when
but i know that it, will one day happen
today tomorrow, or a hundred years
later when i die, who will shed the tears?
who'll ever cry on my tombstone?
who'll remember me in my tightest home?
who's agree with this that i'm a good guy
while i've cheated and, i've told people lie
who'll miss me and feel, at my death sorrow?
i'll be remembered just by tomorrow
will i burn in hell? or i'll rest in peace?
my big question, can not answer this...
prince
Well presented poem.Live well now for it the duty of the living to bury the dead and say whatever they like of him.Nobody will stop that.You may as well read my 'Forever'.
selfrealization is the most important in human journey. Kindness and compassion will guide us to reach what is good destination and avoid destructive decision. simple yet Good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 10:46:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Like the way you present death like this. Also the thought put into it adds that extra 'umph' as I like to call it, to add that grabbing effect that catches the readers attention and gets them thinking.