Endless
Gajanan Mishra
Anything endless
You may called it life.
And we know the process of
Death is not new.
Time is topping
And glazing and
Life and death has
Their own dividing line.
All ingredients of life
You can find therein death.
And death has its own life
With its own vibe.
Tapobana, Titilagarh-767033
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A single breath is the dividing line between life and death. Thanks for sharing