I Died Before My Birth! Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

I Died Before My Birth!

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I went to the rivers. Rivers asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the oceans. Oceans asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the pebbles. Pebbles asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the rocks. Rocks asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the forests. Forests asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the mountains. Mountains asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the fountains. Fountains asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the hills. Hills asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the volcano and lava. Volcano and lava asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the ground. Mud, sands, and clay asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the water. Water asked me, " Do you know I'm alive? "
I went to the air. Air asked me, " Do you know I'm alive? "
I went to fire. Fire asked me, " Do you know I'm alive? "
I went to the storm. Storm asked me, " Do you know I'm alive? "
I went to nights. Nights asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to days. Days asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the sun. The sun asked me, " Do you know I'm alive? "
I went to the moon. The moon asked me, " Do you know I'm alive? "
I went to the dark and lights. Dark and lights asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to planets, galaxies, stars, meteors, milky-ways…….
I went to all cosmic creations. Everyone and everything asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went, went to everything and every one of the universe.
All said, "We're alive and we can help you genuinely."

I came to me. I did not say anything.
I asked myself, "Are you dead? "
But myself was silent. I did not say anything.
I came to me and sought myself.
But I did not find myself.
I came again, sought myself goodly and found-
some arrogance, vengeance, revenge-fullness, avenge-fullness
some hateful veins, aristocratic gowns, elite sense
some literacy, educations, poetic witness, wisdom
some philosophical thoughts, orating rhythm in speech
some egoistic religious activities,
some boastful writings, worthless first rank.......!
All these were dead!
But I did not find myself!
"Are you dead? " I shouted at myself.
No sound was there, no reply came from me!
And I went back to the cosmic creations- found them alive.
I became sure that I died before my birth!
Because- I'd not been born with the conscience of humanity!



-August 09,2018 Chattogram

I Died Before My Birth!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bharati Nayak 14 December 2018

I went, went to everything and everyone of universe. All said, We're alive and we can help you genuinely. I came to me. Myself did not say anything. I asked myself, Are you dead? But myself was silent. Myself did not say anything. I came to me and sought myself. But I did not find myself.- - - - - - -A fine poem about the struggles of self discovery.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 23 January 2019

A brilliant poem on self discovery! Elegantly crafted and nicely executed...............10

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Prabir Gayen 05 February 2019

Fantastic poem dear poet.....Thanks

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Rajnish Manga 10 February 2019

Great poem. Everything which is the part of this creation has a heart that beats and feels. Philosophical treat. But I did not find myself! Are you dead? I shouted on myself.

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Denis Mair 10 September 2018

You have done a good job of locating life throughout the life-nurturing cosmos. You have good job of locating death in the lack of conscience, for it is conscience that nurtures our growth as human beings.

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Sultan Deen 25 February 2021

fantastic your metaphysical thought; I like it........grow up more in your level; god bless you O bangalee

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Moore Noore 02 February 2021

You are dead before your birth~ tremendous mysterious

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Moore Noore 02 February 2021

spiritual though comes through the death of desire before the actual death~ nice functioning your thought provoking poem

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Mac Che 21 January 2021

it's a brilliant spiritual poem; your are bessings of true God.

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Dr Antony Theodore 01 November 2020

I went to fire. Fire asked me, " Do you know I'm alive? " I went to the storm. Storm asked me, " Do you know I'm alive? " I went to nights. Nights asked me, " Do you know we're alive? " this poem is very m uch mystical in its own way. your poetic imagination is beyond compare dear Mahtab. tony

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