The Other Side Poem by Amar Agarwala

The Other Side



You might wonder how came their end,
When they had walked around that bend,
Some sure-footed, some gingerly,
With nothing more they could amend.

No more bouts of garrulity,
And not immersed in vanity,
A maddened life not chasing them
That they could be with sanity.

These inmates once were steeped in care,
Had not the time to stand and stare,
But all that they can do is now
Lie pensive in their darkened lair.

Should you wonder what's on their mind?
Now that they've left the world behind,
Such musings are of no avail
Until you reach their alley blind.

Do know they are of every kind
Some with a heart and some unkind,
Yet, they're better than mortals all
You'd feel they are a worthy find.

Do know that call you need abide,
When you would take that final ride,
Do let us know how death treats you
For we'd be anxious on this side.
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The Other Side
Saturday, June 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
AT THE CEMETERY

Sometimes we are forced to think about what lies on the other side. Answers to which are often difficult, for it lies covered in mystery. Yet, men are curious by nature, and love to dwell upon the possibilities that awaits them, they'd love to know about that other side; a realm that has varied versions.

News is hard to leak from there, be it Heaven or Hades, and mortals are often restless to know it all. But I guess, its better this way, for somethings can only be revealed with time... and perhaps the best - with death!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 04 June 2016

how death treat us, we should know..

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Amar Agarwala 05 June 2016

Thanks Gajanan, for liking my verses.

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