Though fallen into forever trance
Lucidity of eternity abound this race of life
When a believer forever finds his way home
Welcome by myriads of angels and saints
The melody and joy in the abode of the Almighty
Atlast one came back from the hostile war of earth
Harbor through the columns of heaven as a saint
They took the last shroud and make his eternal blankets
They sang hymns and make way through the narrow bed of earth
He dies here but lives in the other side of life
So is the fate of a man who found Christ on earth
Hallelujah victory is atlast won over the mammon pains of life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem