Nothing Stays Poem by Neela Nath Das
Nothing Stays
When they will burn me, I'll remain silent;
I won't speak to protest against them.
They have to, they have to.
When they will put you in coffin
You will keep your eyes closed in deep silence.
We have to, we have to.
My skin will burst into thousand blisters,
My hair, eyes will turn into ashes;
They have to, they have to.
Your skin, hair and flesh will be melting
To give birth to maggots.
They have to, they have to.
Soil doesn't know what's the colour
Of our skin, Our skin!
From Fire we were destined to born,
In Water we stayed,
We go to the Earth to reborn.
Nothing stays, Nothing.
Only the fire, the water and the Earth.
Spread your love along the Soil,
Soil will tell the story of Love.
Nothing stays, Nothing, only Love.
tears water flowers, bees, nectar, fruit, mom, baby, life, body death, tears water flowers, bees... bless you sis, r from Cali
'Nothing stays, Nothing, only Love' - Thanks, Neelaji for your succinct conclusion. Loved your poem.
We have to, we have to. BUT OF COURSE TO READ YOU WE HAVE TO NOW READ MOMS SMILES KINDLY WILL YOU We have to, we have to.
Life is fill of love and memories. But this is uncertain. When silently a person will sleep deeply this no one knows. After death soul leaves body and this body is burnt and turns into ashes. After a deep sleep of silence soul awakens and find his own way of journey to begin another life. But love travels with soul. Soil also tells the story of love. An excellent poem is beautifully penned....10
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I would like to translate this poem
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That is the ultimate truth of life. From soil we are born to the soil we have to go. 'Only the fire, the water and the Earth. Spread your love along the Soil, Soil will tell the story of Love. Nothing stays, Nothing, only Love. '...is so nice. Thanks for sharing such a nice poem.