Among the sages of the past are there any who survived they lived and then they died all turned to dust and ashes their piled-up bones would match Vipula their tears of parting form a sea their empty names alone remain none escaped the Wheel of Birth and Death | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A LOVER'S QUARREL by ROBERT BROWNING THE POET'S BRIDAL DAY SONG by ALLAN CUNNINGHAM THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 24 by OMAR KHAYYAM CATHOLIC HYMN by EDGAR ALLAN POE OUR BIRTH-CORD by KOFI ANYIDOHO TANGLED TRAILS by GLADYS NAOMI ARNOLD |