The Other Side

The other side


We are already in Heaven
And what we don’t realize is that
We are making it a Hell.

There are beautiful flowers here
And do we love them sincere?

They don’t bloom even in that Heaven
And they are born here 
For us to love them.

We know that we are going to die
But we don’t know why we are going to die?

Then what difference it makes
Even if we go there into that Heaven?

When we are already dead here
And what we live is here is a damn life.
Is it no?

How can anybody die 
When death is afraid of true life?

We need to be infinite 
And we don’t definitely know how to make
Ourselves not be finite.

Our mindset is somewhat peculiar
And it’s fickle, selfish, and worthless 
And yet very narrow thinking.

Open your wings
Broaden your mind
Widen your heart
Lengthen your life with your love.

We are in darkness
And we are making it eternal
And making it more horrible.

The true path to our destiny
Is in our conscience 
But unfortunately, we don’t allow it to
Lead us to travel into that light.

Better late than never 
And last but not the least is that
We should live forever.

Life is mortal
But still it’s immortal 
And which is possible only when 
We are not brutal.

Ramakrishna Chowdary Jasthi 
19.07.2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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