Mirror Of Dust Poem by Sankar Sarkar
Mirror Of Dust
Let my face get reflected on the mirror of dust
Before effacing all gall from this world,
Let my existence come out of my self
And stand to visualize who I am!
Let me search for meaning of the meaning
Of myself in the world of a bit of dust,
A speck of dust bears smell of endless eternity
Thousands of lives vested with intensity of motion
And ever floating like germs in ocean of universe
Air is soft and scented in surge of diverse
Seemed the best media of analysis
What has in life out of dust?
What is soul beyond this meaning?
Both visible and invisible elements of life
Is in dust of the dust; life is meaningless
Like a torn kite beyond the curiosity of a kid
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Great imaginations and philosophical contexts in the poem and a wonderful feeling of sentimental view on life itself that I experience while enjoying this poem.
Let my existence come out of my self And stand visualize who I am.- - - - - -With deep philosophy the words are like wonder.
From dust we came and to dust we shall return. All the particles we are composed of were in the universe before we as individuals were born and after we die and our physical forms are no more these same particles will be used in the construction of something else. We are part of an eternal cycle, only the soul is immortal.
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Let my face get reflected on the mirror of dust Before effacing all gall from this world, Let my existence come out of my self And stand to visualize who I am!