We live as
as long as someone remembers us
even when we are lurking
along the coasts of eternity
But that we do
I really don't know
rarely will I ever believe
but all continue to preach
Life after death
yet I beseech
there is only a screen of membrane
like a virgin hymen
we call it memory
all else is imagery
none has ever returned
Sinner
Lover
Lord
nor a simple one
that I will be once
when out of living
Human
yes memory
yeah none has ever returned life belief of after life direction in the Scripture for the God as message by Prophet no; no one heard but only on belief hearing prophecy unspoken words! soundless; unvoiced no; it's impossible but tends to think... heard! some intuition makes to feel such type hearing but it's inside echo of self.......
O memorable life You are the garden wise Where the one who miss also win And the one who remember too gain. Entwined bond it is Between the misser And the rememberer Pulling together cozier. The natural germination That yields beyond par Only because the glue adhere However be the torture. Synthetic not it is Just the outcome Of every effort both invest To carry it through. Beautifully written and expressed sir
thank you for your continuous support I tell the world what my brain spaeaks and tell you all to maintain good health as per your vision Corona is lurking along our nearest corners no god nor pharista will be able to help us but the great man of today the guy who with his own life does daily play is my doctor today being a docs son I know my way through the streets of death which will come any day if not today another soonly day it will and may
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is simply brilliant.....thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.