His Death In Benares Poem by Kabir

His Death In Benares

Rating: 3.2


His death in Benares
Won't save the assassin
From certain hell,

Any more than a dip
In the Ganges will send
Frogs—or you—to paradise.

My home, says Kabir,
Is where there's no day, no night,
And no holy book in sight

To squat on our lives.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Translated from the Hindi by Arvind Krishna Mehrotra
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
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Nabakishore Dash 04 July 2022

My home---- no holy book in sight.Superb! ! ! .Congrats dear poet.

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Chinedu Dike 04 July 2022

An ugly state of unrest is aptly portrayed in the poem. A concise and insightful rendition

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Poem of Great wisdom from the great poet-philosopher of India

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* Sunprincess * 31 January 2014

........a poet's view of death...nicee

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Kabir

Kabir

Pratapgar, Uttar Pradesh, India
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