The Truth Of Life Poem by Swapan Deep Singh
The Truth Of Life
When the heart stops throbbing,
When the body becomes frail,
When the kin start sobbing,
And blows the saddening gale;
Then man has to face;
Face the face; the life’s horrible face.
No soul, no feeling, no breath.
The ultimate truth of life is death.
When one dies, he becomes history.
His soul departs leaving behind;
A futile carcass, an empty mind.
And death remains an unsolved mystery.
Nice poem - a bitter truth, openly shared. All of us know we have to die, and yet we act oblivious of it in our daily lives. What is true awareness is a matter of another discussion, or perhaps realization. Great to see such maturity at your age... Well done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 3:22:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
greatly written the truth we all run from....