A son, a father, a poet, and a true patriot,
Has left us forever,
Without doing any promises, to meet again---
Without listening any cries, of his dear ones,
He had chosen his way.
This is the truth of life,
Everyone has to choose the final path,
The noble deeds and love remains, our body will vanish in the air and,
Everyone will forget our existence tomorrow.
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What is the meaning of living?
If this is not our own residence!
Why do we have to leave this beautiful earth?
The blue mountains!The green trees!
Can't leave my soil, In which I have lots of memories.
But I can't disobey the orders too.
Seeing the departure of the noble soul,
My heart blew in thoughts,
We are just an actor in a drama,
The director will decide our role and time,
All have to choose the final path one day.