We casually say good night
Oblivious of the import of those words
Our good night is laced with hope
Of rising up another morning
But no one knows
Who will see the next good morning
No diviner can decipher
When the ultimate good night will be saluted
But there must come that ultimate salutation
When the -greetee' respond no more
With dirge, tears, anguish, sighning and pain
We sorrowfully bid the lifeless body
A crying ultimate good night
Nothing else to say than bye
So, mama this is the moment
Of your ultimate good night
Sleep on mama with the celestials
Till bell of eternity is rung
Good night mama! Good night mum! !
Adieu.
It is very pathetic poem.Birth and death are two limitations of this material world!
A touching farewell to your mother! A mother is the most treasured gift to any child and losing that mother is pain! A great write! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very touching and sweetly written. nice ink