I volunteered thoughtfully and
I saw a dead man
I am a man of curiosity and
I saw a dead man
He invited me not
As he has no expectations
He anticipated me not
As he has no intentions
Synthetic greetings are not found with him
A kind of synthesis is found within him
Fake smiles are not seen with him
The true situation is visible within him
I am not afraid of him
He is not alive, he cannot be dangerous
I do not doubt him
He does not live, he will not entice
Probably, he must be regretting that
He did many wrong deeds for the sake of living
Now he is serene-
Perchance, he would have had
Clarity and purity by now
Flawlessly, he is seen-
He is on the starting point of a new journey
That takes him to a secret destination
Henceforth he is going to reside
In an esoteric nation
'How did you find your life? '
A query that is to be asked to him
'I failed until now to find my life
In search of life
I am proceeding further'
A reply shall come from him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In search of life we are all here, thanks,