That's the end,
Everybody realises
The great man is dead,
The air becomes heavy
With extreme grief and pain,
Tears are irresistible,
Absolute silence prevails
In an endless way,
But...........
How long?
Gradually the situation becomes normal,
That's natural,
Life goes on as usual,
Slowly the great soul falls into oblivion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, a renowned internationally acclaimed poet, Jayanta Mohapatra whose poetry was included in our P G syllabus passed away yesterday. He left this mortal world but his poetry will be read for many years to come. Death is inevitable and this great man could not escape it.