Life surrounding the creation
floats in an incompleteness and hollowness
parch the melody of life
attune inabstinence of life
choosing stones instead of flower
finishes the life from births to its decay
sings a melancholic song
throughout the life lacking perfection
life can not be completed
during one life time, rather
it is completed after death
by the followers and inmates
by remembering the work
and renovating the residual.
life can not be completed during one life time Life is an ongoing affair. Beautiful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Creation, forever repeating, as we need to repeat a lesson!