This poem of mine is about the unknown journey we have to travel unknowingly by lying on the Pyre('Chitaa'Hindu'word) after our death.
Un-wantedly? one has to lie on Pyre....
What? ? ? It is..actually! Is a mystery?
For no one knows it's Destiny.
Living! a life of un-said story..
Few define..It's the road leading to Heaven.
More remark! It's he transformation to into Ashes.
Whatsoever! It's the end of Life..
As if the unknown minstrel Fife...to whom all are Deaf.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice one on death which is definitely unwanted, yet the ultimate final fate of human body. I like the articulation, the insight, and the penning of your train of thoughts. A nice piece of poetry. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.