Of Death And Life Poem by Adnan Shafi

To draw out the aghast
story from my life,
My friend rescued me
winningly,
I remarked his unnerving
face and not the hands by
which he rescued me from
drowning in water

I can't dwell upon the
entire story,
But I know he rescued
me when the water all the
way kept struggling to drown
me,
he dived, gave me his hands,
braced to get me away from
the deep water.

Had you felt it that time
You would have perceived
the death near to you,
approaching with its
intimidating face,

Had you been there
instead of me,
You would have tasted
the misfortune,
Yes, I know
Death came to me once
Leaving the impressions
of a sacred life.