Rajiv Prajapati

Rookie (1996-8-4 / Bhaktapur, Nepal)

A Dying Man - Poem by Rajiv Prajapati

The sorrow surrounding a dying man
and the dark shadow that watches him;
All the dreams that life presented him,
are somehow seeming only dreams within a dream.

The figures above him begin to get hazy,
and even the bed that he rests on seems like a distant star
His senses slowly fail him, and he feels bodyless-
He seemed to be disappearing; to where he and no seed of notion
He seemed to be ending - like a fire that goes into nothing.

As he slowly continues to be affected thus,
his fading senses suddenly alerts to something Beyond:
a divine burst of light fills his anewed sight till infinite
And his ears hear the sears of a preternatural sea.

Finally he is completely lifted above
His weight is seized and his form is gone,
he just knows enough to go through a tunnel that he sees-
all that he saw till now completely forgot,
and all evidence of his experiences left behind.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 11, 2010


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