Life is nothing but to turn into ashes,
If not lived with love of land.
All the cracks such love crashes
And blesses you a grandeur grand
The miracle is as you turn down to earth,
Your grace grows higher ‘nd higher to skies
All the pains and plights suffer dearth
And like a sovereign sun you come and rise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem on sacrifice. Thanks