Man is mortal and death is certain
So my beloved remove all the curtains
Hanging between you and reality
My boy mind well, it is your duty.
As a kid you belonged to your parents
Youth is for the better-half apparent.
Throught life as a fool you behave often
Trying to form & maintain motley relations.
Being badly in love you hoard money
Not as a means but as the end ultimate
Which automatically gives you agony,
Deprieving you of contentment sovereign.
Whatever you own in the tiny span
You often fell something's absence.
Though being wealthy or the richest
Your position remains always the worst.
Perhaps your craze to form relations
And unusual greed for hoarding money
Always helps you to forget often
That you born alone and will die alone.
Yes, indeed, born alone and will die alone. Empty comes one into the world, and empty one shall return, all things leaving behind!
Thank you Clarence Prince for your comment that too depicts depth of realization of eternal truth.
Thank you for your comment that too depicts depth of the realization of eternal truth.
'Perhaps your craze to form relations And unusual greed for hoarding money Always helps you to forget often That you born alone and will die alone.'......these lines speak volumes about real life and its true face....great 10+++
A poem of great wisdom flowing so naturally. Beautiful reminder of what should be importent in life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poet! Glad to have your poem as, poem of the day. Mine was read on the 8th of February this year. Yes! Death is certain for all of us. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you, sir for all your inspirational comments on my almost all published poems on PH. Thanks again and regards.