The Colour Of Death Poem by Ruby Mostazir

The Colour Of Death

Rating: 3.5

As much as i tried to escape
Life tied me up so much,

Wel, let da life going on
Da way it used to go n mess
But death should be exclusive & elite.......

I think death is always exclusive & unusual
It coloured by the colour of sovereignty?

(Ami muktir jonno paliye jete chailam joto
Toto e holam bondi......

Jibon ta jemon temon katuk apotti nai
kintu mrittu ta shundor howa chai,
Naki mrittu shob shomoy e shundor

Muktir rong e rongin?)

Gajanan Mishra 15 April 2013

mrittu shob shomoy e shundor. Muktir rong e rongin. wonderful Ruby, my dear poet. You are really a great poet. thanks.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 08 September 2015

Marvellous depiction. A beautiful Poem. Thanks for sharing.....10

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Anil Kumar Panda 18 April 2013

very nice.straight from the like it or not death would come one day.we can only wish for the best.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 15 April 2013

It coloured by the colour of sovereignty? Its true if death comes let it come but with the elite, dignified(A sacrifice for the nation or for good work in fact this poem carries a lot the meaning, desire or quest for freedom made slave. bongla poem is replica of the English with slight difference, Yet the poem is the ocean a lot of rivers fell on it.thank you.....deserve the highest

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Gajanan Mishra 15 April 2013

shob shundor, mrittu, ashona aamar passke. Aame proshtut aachhe.

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Gajanan Mishra 15 April 2013

A beautiful poem really. I love death. I want death as it most beautiful.

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