'Vinaa dainyena Jeevitam
Anaayasena maranam'
what the ascetics of the yore
In India dreamt of, always.
Not all lived thus
And not all died thus.
But they did pray thus
For His benevolence.
I pray to Him for a life
devoid of miseries
And a death with ease,
May He grant me thus.
When I die I would,
if my daughter beloved
Lights my pyre
Not anyone else.
And I would ask her
Not to mourn my death,
That no rituals to follow,
Never ever remember me,
For I have lived an
Ordinary life,
Done nothing to be
Remembered for.
Death should put
A mundane end
To my mundane life
That grabbed at nothing.
This poem was selected POEM OF THE DAY (MEMBERS) on 22nd April 2022 on PoemHunter
Sad commentary on a life. Every life is of value and precious memories are what we leave behind most.
Thank, Charmine for reading the poem and marking your observations. Much obliged.
I didn't intend this poem to be a sad one. It was my considered opinion
Poet Menon, my sincerest apologies for not having reponded to your comments below. Unfortunately, PH hadn't alerted me to them. Once again, Sincerest Congratulations on a very well deserved POD!
PoemHunter has been playing truant with the hapless poets for some time now. What to do!
Varsha M 11 May 2022 05: 53 This is a beautiful poem. Your wrote it well except that you call yourself mundane. Knowingly or unknowingly you might have helped someone with your poems or with your words who knows... congratulations for being selected as POD. Worthy poem.
This is a beautiful poem. Your wrote it well except that you call yourself mundane. Knowingly or unknowingly you might have helped someone with your poems or with your words who knows... congratulations for being selected as POD. Worthy poem.
It is great pleasure reading your comments on the poem. Thank You
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poet Menon, you will remembered for your heart rendering poetry. Congratulations on a very well deserved POD! ved