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Silvi Tripathy

(Sonepur, ODISHA

A Step Towards Death..


At the end of a
Long day journey
We supposed to thought
What is left
What has happened
What to do again
The simple solutions
And complicated problems
Designation and responsibility
The planning for future
Above all it's simple
Preparation for
A step towards death.

Submitted: Friday, September 20, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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  • Sushil Kumar Tripathy (10/1/2013 10:11:00 PM)

    Death is simply a closure of chapter not the end of progress.We all in a progressive momentum of life. The root is almighty and we are nothing, simply we are changing -that is the process of dying is a changing of thought of almighty. In broader sense no body is dying and never one can die. (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (9/20/2013 8:54:00 AM)

    No death is there my dear daughter, it is just change of forms and sizes, as you know, In this sense, every moment we are dying, dying is nothing but changing, just turning one page to another, just visiting and revisiting again and again to the five components within that. we are not doing anything, and who are we to prepare? Neither we are going not we are staying, be sure for that, nothing is ours. only we are to love each other, only we are here to give affection. we are very helpless, but not in love. try to understand. death is far away from us. and we are not dying. (Report) Reply

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