Prescription-2 Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Prescription-2

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Man is mortal.
Very popular saying.
Man dream to be immortal.
Whether rich or poor, King or subject
Famous or notorious; saint or thief
Honest or dishonest; happy or unhappy
Malicious or benevolent ; victorious or vanquished
None can escape from death; must die.

But one can be easily immortal:

How?
A very simple medicine there.

Cooking death will have to drink hot.
A death-drunk never faces death.

Tuesday, May 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: medical
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Bodhisatya Dutta 16 June 2016

Very much enjoyable.10 for you.

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