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abhimanyu kumar.s (31.12.1988 / venkatgiri kota)
On Death
Today I want to touch
The most mysterious and relentless
About the inevitable truth of man
I mean about death.
Does death mean the end or
Does it merely open another life
You may say what I say
To you is absurd and phony
I question you but why?
When you can wish
Wish of becoming a president or
Wish of getting a first rank or
Wish to see Sachin's ton ton
Or many and many other wishes
Which you may or may not attain.
Then how can you neglect
A truth which is 'The Certain'
The things which you wish
Are the uncertainties of life
The only certainty is in death.
A death which is so true
But still we fear of it.
Death is an art
And a man who acknowledges this
Is the one who lives in true sense
See the death before you live
And live before you leave
Because death is a chance.
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It is appointed unto men once to die. It is the Heavenly Father's desire that when we die we enter into life eternal. Enjoyed reading this piece. Thought provoking!
if only we gain the meanin of death; graet work bro
how can you neglect
A truth which is 'The Certain'....
an eye-opener! ! !
a great reality, the ultimate future, not to be taken for granted...
many writers have written about death, many have personified it...it's not merely a soft transition from this world to that...it needs preparation too...so...are we ready? ? ?
Thought-provoking. How is death an art? Methinks 'tis not. It is appointed to man once to die and after that the judgment. We cannot escape it except by the Lord Jesus Christ, so far as I can see presently. Interesting tribute to the reality we must all face.
natural expression on contents and outcomes of death.
Death is something we will all have to face. No one knows what that final second feels like, we just pray it is peacefull.. Your poem makes us think about how we will face our final moment on this earth. Very nice, interesting poem.
Thanks for sharing this poem about death. Well penned write.
death is true and man who acknowledges this is one who lives in true sense because death is a chance good work10