He was famous for short poems on spirituality or philosophy. He was a disciple of swami ramananda.
A short poem called "Death" is extracted from a book by RSSB publication punjab writen by an author issac Ezekiel.
DEATH
-Saint Kabir
In the midst of life we are in death says the Common Prayer. " We begin to die assoon as we are born, and the end is linked to the begining" said Minileus.
Of but a short span, O kabir, is this life here,
But how elaborate is your preparation for it!
All, whether they be p ince or pauper,
Are filled with anxiousness about their worldly future.
How strange is it that no one seems to care
About their future, which is Everlasting Life.
Remember, one day you'll be parted from all worldly things,
However high your state and fame may be.
Why not awaken to this fact,
And start remembering the Lord, the every Merciful?
Fragile is this frail body, frail indeed,
Fragile it is, just like and earthen vessel;
A slight blow smashes it to pieces,
And nothing of it is left behind.
Remember, you will leave here empty- handed,
For you can carry nothing with you to the world's beyond.
All who are born must die,
Whether a prince, a pauper or a true fakir ( holy man) ;
But some among them will rise to the divine Throne,
While others will be fettered,
And others will be imprisoned like vile criminals.
