That dusk was the most swarthy day of our life.
The atmosphere was nebulous, enigmatic and fickle.
Feeling of disquieted; desolated; affliction and perturbing was the only thing we endured.
Hope, buoyant, impudent totally vanished.
His body was full of ache and woe,
His body becomes powerless and fragile every second.
He would neither share, groan nor utter;
But could only bear torment, suffering and breathe niggardly.
Everybody surround him with tears and dread;
Room was made more mournful and gloomy by the melancholy cry of the people.
We were impotent, dim clueless on the moment;
Only thing we did was pray and pray for mental repose.
Some ask for apology and did divulgence;
Some promised to carry out his require;
Yet some kissed and bid adieu with yell and weep.
All took timid; hideous and dreadful.
All his hands and legs became temperately cold.
At last he left us shattered; thwarted and downcast.
Leaving transitory world;
For perpetual home at above forever.
– Ganbamliu Gonmei
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