Aniruddha Pathak

Rookie - 289 Points (25.05.1941 / Godhra - Gujarat)

E’en Dogs Die No Dog’s Death - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

As one born in freedom, to my life blest,
I dream, free-will I’ve earned my death to choose,
To die in ease divine— if nigh in haste,
That, froth of my fermenting flesh I lose.
So, in a hospice of a hospital
Of choice, prepare I to welcome my death,
That I make my journey’s end beautiful,
As death, as always, is my fervent faith.
As lived I’ve this life through to ripe old age,
And keen am now to rid this garment grim,
As did many an ancient seer and sage;
And barking dogs oh woke me from my dream.
Pray, man I’m, scarce can live a life canine,
Don’t I deserve merciful death benign?
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I often imagine myself in this situation— an old man on deathbed,
suffering and pleading for a merciful death in peace— euthanasia.
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- Sonnets | 03.07.14 |

Form: Sonnet


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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 16, 2015



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