Every beginning
is the start of an ending
like birth is the first step
you come weeping
STOP
PERIOD!
Then when you are going
GONE
Last breath
lungs shivered
now crumpled
Hear not others weeping
The doc had plugged your ears
No fragrance
he put cotton in your nose
No tears
mom your eyes closed
sad
but it happens
Man comes to this world crying, but he's not allowed to do so whilst going, which, I think is reserved for his next birth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a philosophic thought nicely penned.