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I Am Dead and That Is Too Quite Long Before

‘’I am dead ‘’ he answers When I ask him Where he has been Since I met him last He now sits Along with the dead If I wish to talk with him I have to talk With his dead body If I want to meet him I have to go To the grave yard He firmly believes He is dead Let him send To a morgue he can not bear any more the foul smells his own dead body emits So he has stopped taking care of his own self but what a surprise how his dead body replies and he says ‘’’ my consciousness tells me To talk with you The same again tells me I am dead ‘’ A sense is working against a sense as a dead man after his death buys fruit from the same vendor from the same street and all is done without his knowledge after all who is sure that your consciousness goes along with your death can not the other way be the same when you are alive? you may continue to do all the chores of daily life but in reality you are d*mn dead here I am 'he ' and you are 'I ' and I understood long before That I am A dead man’s walking soul . --------------------------------------------------- this is all about a disease where a person thinks he/she is dead and rest is a mixture of Hollywood fantasy film ...

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Date: 1/10/2014 12:11:00 PM
A question on one's self..dual perception..rendered in the simplest language..I LIKE THIS POEM..
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