Early or late
Pray to lord
For the Ford
That soul rests in peace
When it is rightly placed
Thousands die on earth
And meet with tragic death
No one takes note of
Even dead body on road is laughed at
Even your dear ones desert
And subvert
Your future plan
As they want no progress
The god has made beautiful place to live
Make comfortable room to survive
Accommodate as many friends as possible
Even pet may help you to ward off trouble
Grief no more for loss
As it is not our choice
Any living thing has to meet with same fate
Either early or late
Gracia Gernale AsianPoet Thank you Hasmukh Mehta Unlike · Reply · 1 · Just now
Gracia Gernale AsianPoet Thank you Hasmukh Mehta Unlike · Reply · 1 · Just now
Grief no more for loss As it is not our choice Any living thing has to meet with same fate Either early or late
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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