Death And Birth Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Death And Birth

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Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death.
Birth is close to death and not vice versa.
Every birth is at the result of a death.
Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.

The death of clay is the birth of a pot;
The death of the pot is the birth of clay.
Ice melts to water and water forms ice.
In each conversion, occur death and birth.

The death of a night is the birth of a day;
The death of a day is the birth of a night.
New Year means the death of the old year too.
In each transition, takes place death and birth.

The death of a seed is the birth of a plant;
The death of gametes is the birth of an embryo.
Salts die to form cells; cells die to form salts.
In each growth, form death and birth of matter.

The so called death and birth is nothing but
Deaths and births of forms made of matter.
The matter itself does not die to be born
But is converted to different forms.

Elements disappear to form plants.
Plants as food add to the animals’ flesh.
Plants and animals on death liberate
As elements, serving through worms and germs.

When a child is born, there’s no birth of life.
The embryo transforms into a child.
When a man dies, there is no death of life.
The body disintegrates to salts.

Matter, energy and life have no death
They have got one birth since when they’ve been.
They interact and come different stages
In which the pattern is death and birth.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abdulrazak Aralimatti 05 October 2015

Verily, death and birth are nothing but change in form Energy can neither be created nor destroyed but it can be changed From one form to another.. Verily, profound and lovely, Loved reading it, Added to my poem list, ................................10

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Wahab Abdul 04 November 2013

oh, very nice and strong poem....liked it

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Anoop Robert 15 November 2012

niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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Anoop Robert 15 November 2012

nice but powerful strong but not sharp

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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