Desires and greeds will leave you
The moment you are dead
Your beloved will not be with you
Even for a moment.
Destiny will take you
To your grave
Insects will come to you
In darkness.
Your wealth and fames
Will leave you in a second
When you are dead
All will forget you finally.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes it is true! Here, we are travellar for limited time How strong we may be, there is a deadline!