At Last... Poem by indira babbellapati
At Last...
at the last breath
fades every memory
we dearly identify with
from the mind
beauty becomes invisible
love floats somewhere
at some distance
even if we were to
cock our ears or
screw our eyes
we fail to catch a sound
or a site much loved
every life simple or happy
controversial or of pain
that has come the same way
goes away the same way...
18jul2010
17.34hrs
We can't reach something beyond our will and circle of karma never stops. At the very end of everything, the existence shall be felt by the loser. Nice poem.
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4/25/2024 7:48:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
every life simple or happy controversial or of pain that has come the same way goes away the same way... Wonderful! Truely poetic..That is why, I like your poems, dear Poet..