A Futile Bargain Poem by M. Asim Nehal
A Futile Bargain
I continued to bargain with death the virtues of life
but with no avail as death had its own strife.
Though my heart trembled with the thought of mortality
yet I kept pace with life within my own mortality.
Now I know all the things that I longed in life
will remain unfulfilled in its own strife.
Death had its own way to put life in prespective,
and I have my own ways to understand the life's mystery.
I ended my plea to death knowing this baragin is futile
and a new journey to eternity began.....
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Now all things--------------its own strife.True to the fullest extent. Moreover any bargain with death is perennially futile. Nice composition.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/19/2025 12:08:10 AM # 1.0.0
A bargain worth not fighting.