Varanasi Ramabrahmam

Conquering The Death

Some formulate equations to electromagnetism
Some others equate mass and energy
Some compose poetry and some others music
Some paint, some sculpt, some play games, some reach peaks
Some discover new lands, probe icy atmospheres and cosmic spheres
All this is to conquer death and defeat the inevitable inertness
Attained by this mortal coil
When the breathing ceases;
And thus breathe life permanently
Into life, and become eternal
Timeless and deathless,
And make one’s life fulfilling and worthy

Poem Submitted: Monday, August 10, 2009
Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 12, 2009

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  • Mehta Hasmukh AmathalalMehta Hasmukh Amathalal (8/27/2009 7:14:00 PM)

    Some discover new lands, probe icy atmospheres and cosmic spheres
    All this is to conquer death and defeat the inevitable inertness
    we all here hre to play the noble part assigned to us fo rHIM. if we conquer our path the death non-entity for us... good and powerfyl presentation' i loved it most....10

    read mine go back...you go alonge...o, lord..prayer

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  • warner treuter (8/21/2009 4:29:00 AM)

    Don't know anything about death. Seems to be aligned with time, as life is. Zennist try to solve this problem by experiencing whatever between two moments. i only know, that if I could be healthy i would like to live forever.

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  • Rajaram RamachandranRajaram Ramachandran (8/17/2009 8:01:00 PM)

    'When a candle burns nothing is lost, ' is a saying, as it undergoes a chemical change as well as a chage in the physical shape. The body came from the elements and goes to the elements ultimately. The body dies, but the Soul never dies. The Soul takes a new body, like the one throwing out a torn shirt and wearing a new shirt. A really thought provoking poem.

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  • Beauty Philosophy (8/15/2009 12:38:00 PM)

    A nice poem and a good theme to tackle. As far as I'm concerned i think that there are many other deaths apart from the physical one, that of the body. There are deaths of the soul, of the mind, of the insight, of the senses...I invite you to read 'The death of my death', it will give you an insight about how to kill death itself through an artistic tool like poetry.

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  • Frank Lambert (8/15/2009 10:43:00 AM)

    Hi Varanasi,

    Nice verse, reflective and meaningful. Of course, we don't have to conquer death. The dying need to embrace it and those who are left behind need to remember until they join. Frank

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  • Supriya PrathapanSupriya Prathapan (8/14/2009 10:20:00 AM)

    Yes, life is short and we are only too aware of our mortality and thats why we try to make the most of our existence on earth. Gr8 poem.10 +

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  • Sathyanarayana M V SSathyanarayana M V S (8/14/2009 2:40:00 AM)

    Really profound and perfect......essence of all philosophies.

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  • ~*Nezra*~ Farrell (8/13/2009 6:35:00 PM)

    I'm putting this is my favorite's.....10

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  • Chitra - (8/11/2009 11:24:00 PM)

    profund...reflecting the Higher meaning of life and its aftermath...going beyond the mortal veneer.10+

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  • Uchenna Nnodum (8/10/2009 8:11:00 AM)

    great poem.people die to live forgetting that we live to die...

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