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Death is a Point of No Return
"Point of no Return"
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Death is a "Point of no Return"
Labouring with his flagging wings to fly,
Like lame lark he soars above cotton clouds
During the day and night to reach the sky
As with invisible wings he`s endowed;
It`s his soul quitting his bodily frame
That lying abed for some woeful weeks
With sustained stretch of stinging pains aflame
Now to part away is yearning to seek;
Afflicted to very core with heart ailment
Rescue has reached a point of no return,
With his closest of kin torn with lament
And his spouse expressing deepest concern;
Half alive half dead, gazing at he sky
He appears living in another world,
Silent and speechless with no sigh, his eyes
Dipped in some distant dreams are nearly curled.
Death is implacable and knows no bound,
When knells for us our final divine bell
Like yellow autumn leaves we kiss the ground
And to smoothen its will no tale to tell.
Simple folks or monarchs, vassals or lords
At their journeys` end kneel before its shrine
And to cajole it just cannot afford
Nor to sidestep its smashing sizzling shine
Death, indeed, is a point of no return
It respects neither caste nor creed nor rank
And allows not to make any U- turn
Nor does it permit any playful pranks.
Copyright ©
Krishnanand Guptar
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