Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Death

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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.

15 comments:

  1. Anonymous5:29 am

    A lovely and sad poem.

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

    Destination Infinity

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  3. A very nice poem.:)

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

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  5. 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.
    Betsy

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  6. 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! :-)

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  7. thats life death simplified...

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  8. thats life death simplified...

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

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  10. This was very moving and emotional

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  11. waiting for the liberation.
    karthik+amma

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  12. Nice poem and very true!

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  13. Anonymous10:06 pm

    "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.

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