Tuesday, December 18, 2012


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Death is unpredicted 
unlike birth 
which brings hope; 
light at the end of uterus.

Death separates us 
from beloved 
the relationship within body; 
the motion of the immune.

Death is infinite 
and every species dies 
departs from the masses; 
a process that remains mystery.

Death isn't end 
but a lifeless progress 
that ashes remains at soil; 
forever based as sediment.

Death is better 
than sustain injuries 
the mind thoughts oftentimes; 
than living among the relentless.


Ramakrishnan said...

Beautiful poem

Anonymous said...

A lovely and sad poem.

Destination Infinity said...

Death is a mystery to the living. I hope the living doesn't become a mystery to the dead!

Destination Infinity

venuss66 said...

A very nice poem.:)

Ramya Ranganathan said...

every word penned is true!!
a process that remains a mystery.

Betsy Banks Adams said...

Beautiful poem, Jeevan. Death scares people ---but truly, for those of us who believe in a better life beyond this earth, death is just a 'stepping stone'.... I truly would rather die than to live with no quality of life or life in pain....

Thanks for the poem.

Rakesh Vanamali said...

Death is better
than sustain injuries
the mind thoughts oftentimes;
than living among the relentless.

This is so wonderful and if i may add, please - death is only the beginning, of another beginning! :-)

deeps said...

thats life death simplified...

deeps said...

thats life death simplified...

George said...

This is a rather sad, but beautiful, poem. Death is something we must all face.

Optimistic Existentialist said...

This was very moving and emotional

Rajesh said...

Very nice poem.

Ponniyinselvan/karthikeyan said...

waiting for the liberation.

Rahul Bhatia said...

The ultimate truth!

eden said...

Nice poem and very true!

Anonymous said...

"light at the end of the uterus" and "death is infinite" are such wonderful lines; and I am sure they are informed by beautiful thoughts. Good poem, Jeevan, keep it up.