When The Sun Sets On Me Poem by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

When The Sun Sets On Me

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When the sun sets on me
Do not cry or say good bye
As I disappear with the evening shades
To some promised land to bide
Having lived reasonably well
And someday under a different sun
And a different moon...........
We will meet again
To sing and laugh
Relive the past
Restart old coversations
Without having to ever die again
And till then... till then....take care
Live well, die well....adieu......

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Some day we will all have to leave all alone........
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Walterrean Salley 09 July 2015

Enjoyed this reality shared. It has such hope, and calming affect.

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thank you....

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Savita Tyagi 11 November 2013

So beautiful in its amazingly simple way.

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Eugene Levich 30 September 2015

A fine philosophical poem with thoughts that are both tender and tough.

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thank you.....

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Rini Shibu 26 September 2017

One day we have to leave this world also alone..Lovely poem

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Sekharan Pookkat 17 October 2016

life is beautiful difficult to detach leaving all attachments before sun set!

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The comment given underneath was posted by Shri Unnikrishnan ES to my in box. Hi Krishna, There is something wrong with the site. I could not post the comment below the poem. So I post it here for you. If you could, paste it below the poem, so everybody could read: Exquisite muse on the inevitable end. Your poem recalls the statement in Bhagavat Gita (in part of course) , 'Vaasaamsi jeernani yatha vihaaya Navani gruhnaati naroparaani...' meaning, as men discard old clothings to don new ones, the dehi (aatma) too discard old bodies to don new bodies.' That is the essence of Indian philosophy of 'punarjanma' and the ultimate 'moksha'. As Aadi Shankara said, 'punarapi jananam, punarapi maranam......' But, I find a reflection of the Christian spirituality too in the poem. ' disappear... to some promised land to bide... without having to ever die again....' These lines have meanings distinctly different from the 'moksha' in Indian philosophy, but is close to the Cristian philosophy. Do I see a faint resonance of the famous poem by Sister Mary Beninja (Mary John Thottam?) here! Fantastic write. Your vast reading has added value to this poem. Loved reading. Congrats.10++

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Valsa George 24 July 2016

Alone we come and alone we go..... In between we have to live together and share the pain and partake of the joys of others, so that we will have the contentment of having lived well and 'died well'! Enjoyed this great philosophic brooding on life n'death!

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Edmund Strolis 21 October 2015

A philosophy that allows for release from fear and the liberty of acceptance. A new sun and a new moon, yes. The thought of renewing old conversations is extraordinary in being both simple and yet wonderful.

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