It will be so much of luxury
If I should die not later
It will be so much of misery
If I should die later
For the sweet countenance of yours
May i not miss and miss thus after
Seeing and not seeing no less matters
For the sustenance is not me but you are
As in you dreamed up heaven's home ever
So let me die seeing you serene and together
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Heaven is home of ever and for you dreaming this amazes mind. To see you together in heaven death is the way to pass through truth. Still there is sweetness in life and accepting truth is wise ever. A very deep and philosophical poem is well composed and shared. Thanks for sharing this and for your return to PH after long time's gap....10
Many many thanks......kumarmaniji......I am humbled.......