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Lively Death

Not dark here nor bright, feel so light
No body, no mass I feel infinite
I wonder aloud ‘Is this what they call Death’
Search around, can’t find a glimpse of Earth

No worries, no scares, find myself in bliss
What next, where next, find something amiss
Where is God, where am I, can’t see any
Recall my pains and joys, how can I think!

Feel my fingers, I blink, I find myself in bed
People around with wreaths, I am declared dead
Moments ago, the world wrote my Epitaph
Kicking alive, I rise, its my time to laugh

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 12/4/2010 6:18:00 AM
You have wrongly entered the poem in my contest. You have to write on Christmas Wreath, Suresh. Please go through the contest details and repost it again.
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Date: 12/4/2010 1:31:00 AM
This must have been an awesome experience. The images are super.
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Date: 12/3/2010 10:20:00 PM
Near death experience? Glad you came back before the embalmers arrived! ;-)
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Date: 12/3/2010 8:50:00 PM
interesting perspective with this poem Suresh...keep on kickin '!
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Date: 12/3/2010 11:41:00 AM
Very clever twist at the end, Suresh. You had me thinking you were indeed in the spirit realm, but I'm so glad you are alive and kicking! This would make a unique entry for Dr. Ram's wreath contest and now that he has expanded the forms to include rhyme and quatrains, I hope you'll enter it. Merry Christmas, my friend. Peace and blessings, Carolyn
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Date: 12/3/2010 10:51:00 AM
Excellent. Enjoyed reading your poetry today Suresh. Love, Carol
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Date: 12/3/2010 3:03:00 AM
Nice presentation of death,Suresh.I also laughed with your last line.
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