Buried in our psyche our fear of darkness in grave,
Where no sun rises to enlighten our soul;
A fearful place where we dare not go,
To face the questioning session of the angels,
Nakeer and Munkar¹;
Though not told by God in his revelations ever before.
Just a fear psychosis, nothing of reality!
The soul is strong to pass through the gate of death;
Know the soul only transfers to the next realm;
It doesn't transform to take up another role;
It does enter into a new world, how can I deny?
It does not die, rather the light of life flows out of it
So let us not mourn the death,
It is only a passing over from here to there;
It only brings the tidings of the life journey ahead.
MyKoul
1. The Denied and The Denier' in Islamic eschatology, are angels who test the faith of the dead in their graves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent writing on life's journey and the instructions rendered by u.