The Dead - Poem by ragesh damodaran
I feel today a divine bliss,
I don't know what to make of this,
I feel as light as birds feather,
And calm as seas in fair weather,
To Dimensions unknown now I float,
To Worlds and Planes far apart.
Now I look and find my place,
Through the dust, cloud and haze,
I see my body's still there,
And Vultures, Crows do pick and tear.
No feelings do I Know,
No Fear, Anxiety or Sorrow,
Father time has stopped for me,
No Knife or Sword can hurt me now,
I lie as if I sleep in bed,
Adieu, Onlookers, I am Dead.
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