Death, The Inevitable Hour - Poem by Kezang Dawa
DEATH, THE INEVITABLE HOUR
Nothing is immortal in this world
Living together is joy to every one
Once unexpected death raises one's eyes
Unbearable pain knocks very one's happiness
I live happy in the worth of a day
Tomorrow we may smile through tears
Never think he is old, my age so prodigy
Who knows I may die place body in grave next day
Never oath through tip of a finger
I can fulfill my parent's desire, never promise!
Rather do swear only thy mind
Every promise is to be broken
What I promise only abandoned hope
Once born death is inevitable
Death is said to live behind every doorsteps
Every man desire to lead his soul to heaven
Heaven the happiest place never dwell
But no man wishes to carry that grievous sin
The hell of longest journey never trod
To seek heaven, I need dharma
That will guide our path to heaven?
Rosary is only true way to nirvana
Don't torture or abuse those solitary animals
Every animal once have been our mother
Never kill beggar's heart through insolent tongue
If ye, don't have nothing to treat them away,
Wish them a happy smile through thy good voice.
He is rich but live in depth of desire
Wealth is nothing once you are old
Happiness is just a moment, sorrow beyond measure
Our life is said be only illusive
Never hate others, be good.
Once hair wither, so hands tremble to beg
World is a stage where we laugh and shed tears
Only last episode in general drama of pain.
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