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The Life Beyond!!!


I sat
by the river
lost in reverie
of me
and my perished memories
Just trying
if i could revive
Those memories
when i was just five
There by the river
thoughts ran amok
I felt like a castle
perched on a rock
hIGH! So high
i felt up there
Where nothin could reach me
just the air
Slowly and gradually
this feeling arose.
Of a sudden calm
amidst the chaos
My frenzied mind
was suddenly calm
And peace held me
in its arms
The world down there
seemed cold and frigid
Where by the river
i lay buried
Now i exist
just like the river
From tide to an ebb
Smooth to shiver
Now i live
a life like that
A life
that mortals call Death!!!

(an ode to Death)

Comments

WebGem said…
its good to see you writing, I guess little bit of sanguinity would go long way:)
Mohit Parikh said…
hmmm. Rising above the level of incessant thinking...mortals call tht Nirvana as well.

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