When thou break the shell of tear
I see there a world of cheers.
Where I begin to breathe eternity
Like thine solemn jannitor of purity.
Wilt thou put me again in a shell?
Will have I to live there like in a hell?
E'erything will be changed in time:
The cheers and the happiness
Of the peers' and their greatness;
Thy kith and kin and all the prime
And thou wilt see nothing all around,
When they lead thee to burial ground.
Though this life may lose surrealism;
My soul will enter His Imperialism.
It is my view that the soul is eternal and this body we possess is temporary... So it is our duty to learn and become more than we were meant to be... Only then may heaven become a reality... Very nice poem...
deep meaningful words are really outstanding and shown the pen of a real poet. great!
'Though this life may lose surrealism- / My soul will enter His Imperialism' (pretty words)
Hey, are you really from Kerala? What a classy style! ! ! .......10***** Rose,
WOW! ! ! it is an amazing poem... speaks a lot... n delivers a lot! ! ! Absolutely loved reading it.... it has a classical touch too..........
..i admire this brilliant piece of writing my friend.. ..you really are good...this was an amazing poem... ..i just loved reading it.. ..
This poem adds beauty to the very idea of Death. Well written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem. The soul will always rise. Great write.