Christuraj Alex Poet Free verse

Why Should I Fear Death

Why should I fear death?
Did I ever fear my birth?
From unknown I had dropped
Like a star from constellations
Unremembered...
Naked!
Treasure-less!
Helpless…!
Whatsoever I got
I got here;
Whatsoever I spent
I spent here…
How many pots
I had been eating from
Have broken…?
How many wells and streams
I had been drinking from
Have dried up...?
How many clothes
I had been wearing
Have torn…?
Hadn't all my residing places
Temporary...?
Gold and silver and precious stones
Had been for stage-performances
Once the ballet was done
They were undone…
Uncertainty had been my asset
That will be when I die as well...
Why should I fear?
I am saving for me
Treasures of goodness -
Pure thoughts
Kind words
Good deeds...
These will come with me,
Though nothing I might 
Tangibly carry
When passing from
This life to the other...


08 October 2022

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Bill Baker October 8, 2022 at 4:55 PM Thoughts full of wisdom, my friend. Thanks for the menaningful poetry, Christuraj. Have a great weekend, my friend. Bill Christuraj Alex October 8, 2022 at 11:25 PM Thank you very much. Have a nice day!

Unseeking Seeker October 8, 2022 at 4:29 AM Indeed it is as you say, Chris, death is a mere breeze, a transition just like waking to sleeping to waking, polarity rotating, waiting for us to awake Christuraj Alex October 8, 2022 at 5:04 AM Thank you very much for your beautiful comment. Your comments matter much for me.