Death - Poem by Sagarika Julka
Death, a definite part of life,
A journey started has to end
We all know this yet we sigh
At the very thought of the final goodbye…
I saw it today, closely enough,
Not how the living turns dead
But how a name becomes just
A body, at the mercy of some mourning mob!
Life, gives no way to alterations
Moments simply slip into memories,
There is only but a today,
Yesterdays never comeback
And tomorrow will never stay.
I saw the darker truth,
Absence of someone dear
With whom a world we share,
Is a bitter blow than a deathly fear.
No way to skip the pain
Of parting away with the ones we love,
If we rejoiced the birth in pride,
We got to greet destiny’s dark side
It takes a few rushing tick tocks
To cross the mortal line of life and death,
Turning now “he is” to now “no more”.
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