A poet wrote his WILL saying:
When I die take me through
garden as I wish to accumulate
scent of nature, smile of flowers
buzzing of bees, wind passing leaves.
Take me from river bank
I will capture the sound of water
fish jumping up and down
waves of happiness.
Take me from street where
orphans are playing in mud
beggars are struggling to smudge
hopes are crawling in pains.
Take me from from big market
With full of skyscrapers where
light is struggling to make way
trust and faith is being trade (ed)
Finally lay me in my grave yard
sprinkle it with drops of thoughts
of unsung songs, unsaid words
unfulfilled hopes and dreams
So that I may write my poems
till last heart dwells on earth.
Poets are far from the material things and they love what they see in between the lines.
What an eternal blessing to mankind and unkind may you continue absorbing and spreading poetic joy!
Superb work sir! the last stanza is filled with heartfelt true emotions of a poet. beyond ratings.
I have never seen anything quite like it in the past. The idea of a poet writing his will taking into account things far removed from the material world. It's sheer aesthetic pleasure that he wants to bequeath. Thanks, M. Asim ji.
Fantastic expression of poet's wishes I adore. Beautiful poem.- -10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely lines on a poet's last wishes-10