We Walk Alone
The night kissed the fading day With a whisper: "I am death, your mother, From me you will get new birth." by Rabindranath Tagore
we do not ponder about death
until life progresses towards twilight ...
we start reflecting on mortality and death.
many questions arise, float through our mind -
all religions have different interpretations of where we go...
we try to figure out the ultimate truth.
is life only a series of dreams?
a dream which ends, and we become part of the cosmos?
are those stars glistening in the dark,
showering blessings, my loved ones?
what is the point of amassing wealth,
when we leave, we leave bare-handed.
death can be sublime, death can be painful.
we fall in love, we build relationships,
but In Death, we walk alone.
wheel of life never stops ..
a river reaches the ocean
meandering through plains and valleys.
trees flower, seasons change, leaves fall.
Life's journey ends.
Love exists with its splendour,
Compassion,
Kindness,
Honesty, Dreams …
tender Moments linger for infinity,
Death fails to erase life’s legacy.
February 22, 2022
For "F-form -Free Verse - New- Poetry Contest
Theme: Death
Sponsor: Constance La France
SECOND PLACE
Brian Strand Informel Poetry Contest
FIRST PLACE
Copyright © Malabika Ray Choudhury | Year Posted 2022
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