Transition
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Through fair and
Through cloudy weather
We have been together
When I look forth at you
Many things I remember
Childhood's happy days
And youth's cherished days
Of innocence and truth
Seem well spent and over
Sipping sweets and sours of life
Have reached we at the edge of age
When grief and strife
Bliss and paradise, all seem trifling
But life is too short
For such regretting
Oh! life I know not when to part
But not in mournful regret
That we should have to part
As life is divine and earnest
In fact we don't die
Our body dies
Through illness
And through old age
Goes the body weak and frail
And the person is seen
Parting company with his organs vital
Like a mango or a fig fruit
Separating itself from its stalk
Only to be seen hastening back again
As he came
To the place from which he started
To a new life...
Beautiful poem. Very true said, life is moving very fast and cycle of journey continues......Loved the way you presented it.
all about life cycle........................nice composition
Separating itself from its stalk Only to be seen hastening back again.. the essence of life's cycle so nicely portrayed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time is flying! We have no time to spend in regrets, though much has slipped out of our hands! With the death of our body and our other faculties, we are entering a life eternal.....! So there is no need for any remorse! Enjoyed this highly philosophical poem!