Let me narrate how Death was born on Earth,
Said sage Vyasa to Yudhishthir, shattered
By Abhimanyu's death, ‘vain, vain my worth,
O if a young dream dies, lies so scattered'.
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A very imaginative entertaining story on ho death was born, reads as a fantastic fable to show the necessity of death. I believe death is transition to an eternal life so is necessary. Kudos for ho you craft your story.
I must appreciate your pin-pointed notes from the poem for comments. I hope you'll find the further three parts also equally interesting, the second one of it now ready. Thank you so much dear poet.
contd for u sir But we will not alive be many will just die So think not of death a dear friend went into spasm and died in haste what a life gone waste chasing what has t happen and it will death will come why think of it O poet ji
The day poets stop thinking, imagining, and feeling, the poetry will be lost.
I READ NOT OF DEATH IT IS AN INEVITABILITY UNLESS YOU EAT MEAT ANIMALS WILL EAT THEE LIFE MUST AS WILL BALANCE O POET Death is just a Part of the beginning without it there can be no end aren't we awaiting floods in 2050
You are right there is no new creation without destruction, The old must give way to the new. well said.
Intense, powerful and exceptional creation, beautifully penned.
Thanks for your elevating feedback. May I invite you to read the rest of the parts and tell me if it sustains the tempo.
Robbed of all hope! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you for reading this narrative telling how death came to be.