I have changed my address from one to another
And did not stay for long, I have to go somewhere
Change of status, change of work conflagration and flood
Were only few reasons I have to move around
In my present address, unlike some I did have
I have amenities and in comfort I live
My bedroom is aircon, carpeted is my floor
From very far I can open and close my door
Here I would like to stay but no one knows how long
My permanent address will have only one room
Floor, walls, ceiling it has but there will be no door
Warm or cold will it be, to me it is unknown
No one ever entered the room and back he came
to tell a story how it was to be in there
Soon I will be going to my permanent address
I know the time will come but I know not the date
February 2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great write about the human's death...10++++