After The End Poem by Amitava Sur

After The End

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Once when my life will end
What will happen then?
How shall I be remembered
Amongst the mourners around me?
Will the sun be shining then
Or there will be rain,
Will they be praising me
Or give me a look with shame.

Will they be mourning with rose and wreaths in hand
Or they will be exhaling with a shy of great relief.
With shuffling thoughts and scores of doubts
I find myself in a shamble at last.


Suddenly I could hear - from deep inside my core
Wisdom of words were emanating - out from the soul.
They hit me so strong and deep
I had to take the following steps:

Don't do any wrong thing right from this moment
And no ill feeling in myself at the point of death,
Leave it in the Future's hand as how it will choose
Let the soul be clear at least from the conscience of myself.
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Amitava (11.01.2014)



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Saturday, January 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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Amitava (11.01.2014)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 11 January 2014

wonderful one, I like it, thanks.

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Valerie Dohren 11 January 2014

Wise words written here Amitava, we would all like to be remembered as good souls, but we have to earn that privilege while we are alive, not just for our own sake but for the sake of others too.

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Lyn Paul 12 January 2014

Your words get the mind wandering, and as Valerie said we must earn this. A lot of baddies who may not hear a good word .I have... Will I Fill Room.. I was a Funeral Director for many years and have celebrated many lives lived after arranging their Funerals. Thank you

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Uma Ram 08 June 2015

Awesome write sir.thanks for sharing

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Akhtar Jawad 13 May 2014

A message of ethics, a beautiful poem.

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Erika Wingo 03 April 2014

Wow, quite remarkable my friend.

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Roseann Shawiak 24 March 2014

The last verse of this poem is very inspirational, Amitava. It makes me want to strive towards that perfect conscience of self. If not being human, it would be so. I will reach for that shining star of perfection. Thank you for illuminating the beginning pathway, it sometimes gets lost in the stress of living life. You have reminded me of it's essence, thank you. RoseAnn

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Noreen Carden 15 January 2014

Let the soul be clear at least from the conscience of myself.. This is a great line.and sums up the whole poem so well Well done

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