I am walking carelessly and
Laughing on the corridor of a hospital
Every body busy in seeing their own work
All of the sudden
I saw a stetcher with a man lying over it
I can see only the forehead and the hands
Liad over his heart saying a truth
That he no more belongs to this world
How calmly he is sleeping now,
Forgetting the disturbances of the past and future
How cruel is the silence in death
Which shakes complete relations he has
I felt that
There are many hopes in the
Breath he left a time ago
There are many moments that
Came to an end now
There is darkness in the room
There is darkness is his body
A very calmly moving stretcher
Is carrying a thing
That will cause a great sorrow to the human circle
In which he lived
He is what I am
I will be what he is ………..
Just like an epitaph once I read
Death is the final destiny of the life
The passage needs to be valuable………..to others
U know what
Life teaches us many things when we live
Our life teaches many things to the world
when we die
Its a truth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one you, did a good and fantastic job. shows that there is nothing to this life and everyone must die.