Geetha Jayakumar

Gold Star - 16,002 Points (Kerala Palakkad)

Ready.....All Set.....Go! - Poem by Geetha Jayakumar

How much do you want to run?
Where you are running into?
Is it into a Marathon Race?

Destination is same
The moment you are born
Running race begins.
Ready, All set..Go..
Starting point of each one is different
But the ending point is same.

So where are we running?
To kiss the line of death.
Which is our finishing point.

Whatever we do...
Whatever we make...
Whatever we earn...

Eat a food to either to fill our stomach
Or just to satisfy hunger.
To wear only one dress, at a time...
Only one cot to sleep.

At the End...
We require Only One Coffin of just six feet
Below the soil,
To sleep.....

Even the last journey can be
full of near ones.
Or very few ones
Or can be cremated in a lavish way
Or in ordinary way too..
Or burnt to ashes
Which will mix with soil.

Life is one only
Life is worth if your presence could make others Happy!
And your absence is also felt by others.
Good deeds are often remembered even after death!

© 2014.

Geetha Jayakumar.

Topic(s) of this poem: work

Comments about Ready.....All Set.....Go! by Geetha Jayakumar

  • Kavya . (7/25/2013 1:29:00 AM)

    the last para says it all.....we all are born to go to the same destined place, but how each one lives his life is is short, life is beautiful, Enjoy it before its too late!
    a very nice write
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  • Valsa George (7/24/2013 11:46:00 PM)

    A brief summary of man's life from birth to death! A reminder of the futility of hoarding too much of material possessions! As the poem reminds, what will stay are our good deeds! A very meaningful write! ! (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (7/24/2013 11:43:00 AM)

    you have said everything here! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilkins (7/24/2013 10:41:00 AM)

    your last atanza tells the story of life. a well thought out poem (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (7/24/2013 9:14:00 AM)

    As the greatest leveller on the earth death fulfills his mission ever. When we equate our lives among ourselves we become enlightened. Your poem madam has an appeal to every discerning reader to go insightful ever. (Report) Reply

  • (7/24/2013 8:11:00 AM)

    Who could ever forget the real you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 1, 2014

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