No ambition
No desire
Helpless
He lies
With eyes
Towards the sky
Silently waits
For the
Almighty’s call
To take him
Back
In his fold
Put an end to
His miseries
Dr.Rajendra Tela, Nirantar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One feels that death will put an end to all his miseries. Beautiful write.