Living long with very closely loved ones, one feels life is bed of roses;
After all have left the world, one is left alone like in an island with none;
All life problems pose as formidable foes to face one after the other sure;
Fear creeps the whole self of one making one wish for death soon...!
This is the plight of many in the world ever busy with selfish works only;
This world is for body life only and not for spiritual one till loneliness creeps in;
Realization dawns that like birth, death is also part of it all have to encounter;
Facing death in peace is best rather than in fear realizing truth of life ever!
One should come out of living in oscillation between hatred and attachment;
Non-attached love for things and humans is the best means to cross ocean of life;
For that, sheering the ship of relations well, it is easy to overcome miseries;
Eternal bliss and peace one can have in spiritual state only sans any pain!
Relying on body is having faith on perishable commodity leading to miseries;
But relying on spiritual one leads one to freedom and peace of spirit finally!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem