Huge Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Huge



A huge
Talent
Pool
Dries up
When death
Says:
Your time's up!

(wrote this thinking about the many priceless skills we learn during our lifetime only to lose them to the vagaries of death esp. true of multiple casualties when there are many fatalities for instance, during floods, earthquakes, tsunamis, landslides, plane crashes, terrorist attacks, civil wars, etc. when we lose people of various skill-sets and expertise)

Death spares none - young or old - and can strike anyone, anyplace, anytime, at any age, making a mockery of our skills, talents and knowledge - which all go waste - when death comes hunting....

Tuesday, January 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: loss
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