Life and death
are the wheels of the soul
by which the cycle of
the earth goes so far
when a person
leaves for heaven
the kith and kin
mourn for themselves
the crowd is selfish
and there
forms a web of alluring
though everyone knows the fact
everyone had to die one day
but shows ignorance about
the most truthy fact
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem...with good message it carries.. Keep writing.