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Poem Translation:

When time unveils its hidden face,
And fate extends its hand in haste,
Fear not the end, but meet it brave,
Defend yourself from death’s embrace.
Choose not the bed of silken thread,
Nor weep for homes and lands you tread,
Around you, women mourn in sorrow,
And cast away their veils of dread.
The doctor says he holds your cure,
As he feels your pulse, your arm secure,
Yet if he knew the remedy for death,
No mortal would endure its breath.
In days of war, our deeds we left,
A legacy of courage deft,
We raised the market of the fight,
And souls became the price of right.
My steed, a herald of demise,
Charged through the dust, a fearless guise,
My sword, a healer in the fray,
Cured heads that ached in disarray.
I am the one you’ve heard about,
You’ve seen me, no more need for doubt,
Had I sent my spear with the timid,
Even lions would have fled, vivid.
I filled the earth with fear profound,
My foes found no safe ground,
When heroes fled from my fierce might,
The lands stretched far in fright.

Poem Explanation:

The poem expresses the poet’s stance on the vicissitudes of time and death, portraying a courageous attitude towards mortality. The poet urges not to fear death but to confront it bravely, emphasizing the importance of hard work and heroism in battles. He describes how he left an enduring legacy through his actions and bravery on the battlefield, with his sword and horse symbolizing death to his enemies.