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Abdul Wahab


>>>Death- A Full Blooded Young Sage


Inside the womb of death
Secretly sits a full blooded young sage
He is alone in his own kingdom
In a posture of deep meditation
Administering all of us with iron hand
While he keeps his eyes closed tight
No beating of nerves, yet, he is
Much more vibrant and alive.

All around him
All things deflate and shrink
And hovers light in jet black
Absolute beauty flashes
In its all wilderness
And he is surrounded
With the ever revolving ultimate truth.
Like a shadow under which
He keeps pain and sorrow,
Love and hate, hunger and thirst
Carefully away from us all
So that we may never repent
After going there willingly.

So we all go
With a new dress tucked with goodness
Spraying sweet scented deodorant
Under our smelling body parts
As of a newly married bride or bride groom
Leaving all the lust and greed
Love of money
Actually all human emotions and needs

Like of this handsome death
Life has too
Same kind of image and posture
Like a hermit, like a sage
Bestowed with endless energy
Power, strength and tireless working ability
To create or to give birth is in his blood
To him is an art
Like an addiction
And all he does with everlasting love
For ever ending love
As long as love is alive life wins
He does not care death for any moment
At all.

Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 05, 2013

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  • Marie Shine (10/29/2013 8:22:00 AM)

    Wow! This is not an easy subject to pen, yet, with your dexterous poetic skills, you have succeeded and crafted this poignant write into a resplendent poetic gem. I love your use of personification, alliteration, simile and metaphor. Through excellent word choice you fleck a picture of life where a person feels loved and so fear nothing, even death itself. You are an artist with words, Abdul. Thank you for sharing this thought provoking write, which I so enjoyed reading... (Report) Reply

  • Marie Shine (10/29/2013 8:19:00 AM)

    Wow! This not an easy subject to pen, yet, with your dexterous poetic skills, you have succeeded and crafted this poignant write into a resplendent poetic gem. I love your use of simile, alliteration, personification and metaphor! This excellent inked write conveys to me, the importance of love and how when a person has love, they fear nothing, including death. A truly outstanding write, thought provoking too! Thank you for sharing, Abdul... (Report) Reply

  • Tribhawan Kaul (10/28/2013 10:48:00 AM)

    Death is a great leveler. It works silently. Yet in death some fade away and some attain immortality and love is one such phase of life that defies death. A lovely poem.. (Report) Reply

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