Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Bronze Star - 2,253 Points (1-7-1959 / india)

Death - Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Man is never alone in his world,
His death is always with him,
So he can never be alone and single.
Every day so many shadows come in his life,
Including, mine and yours;
But everybody leaves him in the dark,
And leads to his life in more darkness,
Even he too didn't realize that he is never alone.

But she, my death, clinches me tightly, and says;
'I am here, always for you and with you.....'
She always fills vacuum in my life,
And, relieves me of all the pain in my life….
She always come to my side and
Murmurs me to forget all the worries,
Yes she is always truly and honestly with me,
But even he too didn't realize that he is never alone.

The inherent embodiment of an illusion,
Moving with a thought to make things bright,
Going mad for pinning things according to his way,
Man always trying to call, asking you for help….
But not prepared to hear, his imprinted and emblazon voice;
She is always on the run, sitting traveling on a he-buffalo,
And man walks on a razor blade, only a matter of moments;
Before she grips her pal and run the razor down his veins.

Immanent soul, insubstantial essence, instinctual, inherent;
But unaware about his real companion,
Believing, the unseen, the unknown, a feeling, fate;
And lost in the melee of confusion and only confusion….
Perceptual, on the peripheral outward horizon;
Earth will cease to move, sun will cease to shine,
Stars will cease to twinkle but far away, from my home,
Far away from my play, death will remain on a journey without end.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 14, 2011



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