So much money the human saved
So much property he earned in a life
So much wealthy one becomes
Still continues his greed in selfishness.
He forgets the real aims of life
The motivational spirits that guides
The beautiful world that gives much
The camouflage he depends spoils him.
The real canoe for passing the river
The river in its vastness means the life
A canoeist he must be with canniness
Cannily he must select the route
To pass out the life in safe heavens.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To go to Lethe ward for oblivion is human tendency a nice poem thank you for sharing :)