Life Is Death - A Celebration Poem by Prabir Gayen

Life is death - A celebration

A dead body needs no root,
A dead mind needs no room.
A butterfly wings and dies,
Every morning meets the night,
Life however beautiful meets death,
Death is the beginning and end,
If death is, it is here and now.

Body dies and it's pall is eternal,
Life is a winking through dark cloud,
Mind dies and it's Joy is a spark,
Mind dies every moment and is born,
Body dies and mind dies and all is death.
Birth is silver line for death to amuse.

Death is the celebration of life,
Only death brings the Joy of life,
Between death the sun of life winks,
Life is nothing but death at play,
The sun is old and yellow and
The Moon is ancient and beyond time,
Life is a graveyard where death reigns.

From birth till death life changes face,
With dream and ambition life becomes
vague and abstruse,
Life is a great delusion and jest,
With death inherent It is victorious,
Life is a great fallacy and false.

With wisdom death is visible,
Without vision death appears as life,
Life is a wave on the ocean like death,
Birth is the beginning of slow death,
Every wave surges to fall and nothing,
Life is a season of pain and penalty.

Death is a slow course and invisible,
Only dreams in mind fail to reverberate,
mind fails to experience,
Attending to life is to woo the death,
Tasting life is to taste the death,
Death is utterly visible to an awaken Mind,
Futility of life makes one awakened.

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