Bed Of Life And Death Poem by Prabir Gayen

Bed Of Life And Death

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Bed of Life and Death
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Lying on bed,
Cold and warm,
Beneath the bed
Is grave,
Ever warm and rest,
The bed is full of thorns
With mind restless,
The grave is warm
With mindless grace,
With only sky that is
No Sky.
The grave yard is grave
With serious knowledge,
Waiting with no aim,
Two beds are for us,
One is dead with life
Another is life with death.
Restless night with joy
With no respite,
Restfulness in silence
Having no torture of joy.
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Saturday, January 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Life death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Srijita Mondal 19 January 2019

Two beds are for us, One is dead with life Another is life with death. Restless night with joy With no respite, Restfulness in silence Having no torture of joy. Great lines...👍👍👍

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Srijita Mondal 19 January 2019

The grave is warm With mindless grace,

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Srijita Mondal 19 January 2019

The bed is full of thorns With mind restless,

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 19 January 2019

This is the best - -shortest and sweetest poem so far- - I have read of yours Realities of life we all are living sleeping on a bed they place all of us on the ground once dead why waste a bed great view let most read it The life in me still exists any day I maybe DEAD then in news papers they will ask you have you not read Poet Me is now dead don't cry young bhai ask me not why

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