Death is a beauty, a painting of the a private name ...
Death wanders lonely, frightening everyone as it came ...
"Life forever", Now there's a thought!!!
There wouldn’t be no end, neither a start...
It would be one monotonous cycle...on & on,
Bring in a false joy of being on the driver’s seat…
But this will dissolve into what is sadness and defeat..!
In-humans would walk the earth...
None would care any less....
For this immortality would be the hidden curse.
Finally...We would want to end this horrid thirst!
Its was never about how long you drag it on..
Its was always about you willing to risk it all.
What would be life, if you never felt death at all...
How close have you come to being drowned?
The breeze through your hair or a silent sound
Wow......... what a feel.... just falling down
Death is an art, collectibles of the divine world.
Souls are sought like rarity...
The once pure are the highest bid!
Death my friend is a destiny, not a brawl
Its inevitable...for one and all.. ..
Just one life... don’t plan to only exist...
Make a mark! For that’s all you got...
Even if it’s a single day
Don’t stop, just start shooting away..
Cheers my friends, the game is on....
The touch of the crow is yet to come
From dust we raise, to dust we will fall...
Forget about Death, till its final call!!!
Copyright©2007 Shivraj Rajaram
I KNOW...
It Still needs work.. but I'm so tied up these days.. thought I'd let you help me edit it .. :)
cheers!
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This is a lazy attempt in trying to nudge you into my strange world, my logical yet illogical concept on life and existence.
Me trying to speak to you is what I call bad customized poetry.
This gift of imagining or “being nuts” - is inbuilt in my psyche... I dont expect everyone to understand, but I enjoy a good questionnaire.
Unfortunately, my writing skills do lack the expertise... one might expect a writer to have. But I think all those years of kneeling in the Teacher’s Staff Rooms had its own perks.
Fortunately, though I have been blessed with unbelievable friends who go as far as possible and then a bit more to help me CORRECT. ( you TOO are always welcome )
Strangers are welcome too because they comment without any emotional attachment towards me.
I am honoured to have you all read and critics on my writes.
It’s more my pleasure than anyone else.
Cheers!
CAUTION :
In case of nausea after reading some of my writes…It helps to sit down drink a glass of water and breath deep breathes till the pounding stops.
For anything more severe please consult the nearest physiatrist to escape permanent damage.
Me trying to speak to you is what I call bad customized poetry.
This gift of imagining or “being nuts” - is inbuilt in my psyche... I dont expect everyone to understand, but I enjoy a good questionnaire.
Unfortunately, my writing skills do lack the expertise... one might expect a writer to have. But I think all those years of kneeling in the Teacher’s Staff Rooms had its own perks.
Fortunately, though I have been blessed with unbelievable friends who go as far as possible and then a bit more to help me CORRECT. ( you TOO are always welcome )
Strangers are welcome too because they comment without any emotional attachment towards me.
I am honoured to have you all read and critics on my writes.
It’s more my pleasure than anyone else.
Cheers!
CAUTION :
In case of nausea after reading some of my writes…It helps to sit down drink a glass of water and breath deep breathes till the pounding stops.
For anything more severe please consult the nearest physiatrist to escape permanent damage.
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