You yourself are not yours
BY
Saint
Thirumoolar
Translated
by
P.R,Ramachander
Please
hear it https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGcAkUa_lwM&ab_channel=DrGovindarajSrinivasan
You
yourself are not yours
Why
all this sound , why this show off
The name so lovingly kept by parents
Becomes as Corpse
The dress that we wore,
With great style becomes “Useless”
The riches that we earned ,
After great strubble goes to the Heir
Does the wife who lived with you
Die along with you
Your active able body ,
Lies there leaving the soul
All those who said, I will give,
Even my soul to you ” are standing there dumb
That which you called as your own
Does not belong to you now
In this world , to which you came,
In the body which He has given
What is your own,
Oh stranger who carried it till now.
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