- - I die to live the fullest- -
I am dying day by day,
notch by notch,
Death is not fearful,
nor is it drastic,
I died many times,
many songs of death lulled me sleep,
tears flowed and washed the trace.
I am a phantom of my self,
pain solidified with anchorless
shore of sand.
Waves measureless of gratitude
doth hold me close as mind to body
thy innermost sanctity and
inviolability upon my tired soul.
Death is the harbinger,
repose of righteous rest,
potion and opus of divine grace.
I die to live the fullest.
inviolability upon my tired soul. Death is the harbinger, repose of righteous rest, potion and opus of divine grace. I die to live the fullest
with anchorless shore of sand. Waves measureless of gratitude doth hold me close as mind to body thy innermost sanctity and inviolability upon my tired soul. Death is the harbinger, repose of righteous rest, potion and opus of divine grace. I die to live the fullest
An insightful piece on the most dreaded phenomenon, death; well articulated and nicely brought forth. I love you conviction about death. Thanks for sharing Gayen.
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Death is the harbinger, repose of righteous rest, potion and opus of divine grace. I die to live the fullest.