Treasure Island

Abhishek Pramanik

(05-11-1990 / Jamshedpur, Jharkhand, India)

From Birth To Dust


The biggest truth of our lives is this
We transition from birth to dust,
The soul shall feel despair and bliss
Neither love shall remain, nor any random lust.

All our pangs and all our gains
Shall get buried within the dirt;
From dryness to showery rains
Existence shall receive but an ounce of earth.

The graves and the funeral tolls
The weepings and the tears that flow,
Life like a mad and maiden brook rolls
From despair to glee, all in one go.

Dear ones whom we grasped so hard
We have to one day be apart from them,
This flesh will be burned and charred
Only the soul in us shall remain solemn.

For this is the rule, this is the law
This is Almighty’s grace and is His wonder,
Those unique amazements that the soul hath saw
In dear Heaven it shall brood and ponder.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 07, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 07, 2014

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This poem about the range of human existence its time span from birth and then crumbling into dust.

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