in

Myth of death & life

He was still

in spur of moment

suddenly nothing moved

neither dusk nor dawn

hands motionless

legs likewise

they checked

and rechecked

nothing moved

Is this now a carcass?

Nobody saw

the vital

moved out

did it ever

after all

then a wail arose

from the dear one

used to see movements

Oh! Dear our dear one is gone

the wail wrecked in pain

the myth was on

of death

and life gone

trust me

this is how it has been

and we continue

to die and be born!

 

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Written by Glower4

Glower is a writer cum poet who is a commoner endowed with uncanny gift of extreme and deep abstract thought resulting in astonishing written word.