Not Death, Fear Of Death Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Two owls alight on branches side by side,
One had a snake caught in its crooked beak,
The ‘ther had a mouse from a close by creek,
Their prey awaited death, had not yet died.

Lust for the mouse made the snake forget death,
Such is in food living life's fervent faith;
Its hunter hunted was, gasping for breath,
Still, sighting snake, the mouse trembled with fear.

To this, Death mystified did appear:
Ceaseless does life on earth die though unseen,
The fear of death seems greater dread than death,
Fear seems to flow if death is felt within.

More is death cursed, life kisses herself rife,
The more life fears, more does it lust for life.
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Sonnets | 02.02.14 |