8 czerwca 2012
ODE TO DEATH
Ode to death
In your eyes, I wither old,
Bade farewell to old, germinate to new
Yesterday never comes, today can't hold
Every man desire to live long
But no man wishes to be old
Once ye are old, thou age cannot be sold
Softness of wrinkle feels the age
There left a little flapping page
Where we shall sow some poem
Once they would read my epigrams
Through eyes do blur and ear go deaf?
Body weak, heart so young
Nodded besides the fireside heaven
Shelter nooks and corner
Those trembling hands hobble to beg
And as it reaches each delicious ending
Every one shall shed tear thy grave
Let me pen a line of glorious tone
Written a plaintive song
Tis not content so soon to be alone
Journey of death cannot be wrong
Peom by Kezang Dawa from BHUTAN
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