Daya Nandan

Gold Star - 6,004 Points (2.7.1992 / Malaysia)

Death Is Not Liberation But Rather An Incentive For Man - Poem by Daya Nandan

Our greatest weakness is our mortality,
Fact that ultimately death awaits us in nature's reality,
The reality that we must face, one of death and decay,
That no man is immortal to live through everyday,

Everyday our cells weaken and our heart gets closer to it's final beat,
We are dying everyday, each day we get closer to death's defeat,
Death is perhaps the most eminently unavoidable horror on earth,
The clock gene starts ticking at the moment of birth,

Death is not liberation but rather an incentive for man,
To know that his time is limited and that he must do all he can,
To enjoy the fine pleasures of life and make a mark on this earth,
Help mankind, pass on his genes and prepare for the new generation's birth,

Only through facing the reality that we are dying each day can we truly learn,
That the candle of life does not have flames that can forever burn,
It too flickers when we start to grow weak, tired and old,
All the more reason we should treasure our lives so much more than gold,

On a long enough time scale, everyone's survival rate drops to zero,
We have to take control while we can, we must be our own hero,
The proper function of a man is to live, not simply to exist,
We are born with great hands, burning flames course within our fist,

We must accept the challenges of life within the boundaries of death,
We must do what we desire before our last breath,
We shall not waste our days, we must use our time well,
We shall make a mark on earth before we are imprisoned in death's cell,

We have to give our lives dept and meaning under the earthly skies,
For life is not a journey where one just breathes, copulates and dies,
Give life a great purpose, you can only live in this life once,
Learn as much as you can, live for the moment, live for every chance,

If you cant find something to live for, find something to die for,
Never ever live meaninglessly and finally walk out death's door,
The tides of fate are cruel when it comes to the matter of death,
Best live life to the fullest until your very last breath,

Let not the thought of perishing at a point of time cloud your mind,
Take life as it is, there are so many wonders to find,
Even if the darkness of death strikes fear, bring a glow to the night,
Let not fear make the heart dull, supply your soul with your own light.

Topic(s) of this poem: death, life and death


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 13, 2015



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