When last tribute is payed away,
Hard obstacles are overcome,
The silver star will shine your way
Through shadows of old rivals gone.
When noble spirit's glorified,
Your heart is cheering bliss and glee,
When tears of joy are all declined,
Your soul gets wings and you get free...
When wisdom's litting up your eyes
You leave all transient behind,
Light-minded, merge in wind of times,
Best fall to die you will not find!..
(winter 2004)
Die when you are happy!..
© Copyright: Талвир, 2007
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