Finally you have to say bye
With or without willingness or try
Person may not know exactly
But he has to leave really
Time is not yet set
It will never be late
Time and date is decided already
You will be picked even if not ready
You feel sad
When someone is dead
Parent's loss shall be felt severe
You shall be left helpless here
Only fortunate people reach
Long years of stay as rich
Poor people suffer a lot
With every inch they are caught
It is good to struggle daily
That keeps us happily
We know the days of hardship
But we too are ready to face and keep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life events, good or bad, luck or ill luck, poverty or richness, all we have to pass in this world. A unique appeal to the humans the poet pin points the exigencies of world life and it is a poem for understanding and therefore I likes it.