Death never favours
Death does not discriminate between
Saints and sinners
Losers and winners
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Death is a great equalizer. But whereas it is a friend, we shudder the day it comes calling. Friend, because it gives us new life. The last stanza makes a good point on the contradiction on man's reaction to death and life.
Just remembering a couplet of Kabir. Death is not the death of soul but entering into another world. Can't predict the future whether it'd happen or not. But death is certain. Thanks for sharing.
Amazing poem, realizing the death which is inevitable in our life irrespective of any social, economic, or geographic condition in our life. We all have to surrender to death only in the same fashion leaving everything. Very nice feeling being expressed in this poem.
Death will find us all in the end, your as much a philosopher of life as you are a poet, rich man poor man, all of us are equal in the face of the earth. Your last lines are my favourite. Tears we fill with life will be transmuted away, and we will cease to be, you make death seem less frightening then what it can be, and this work suggests we all end up in the same place in the end. Wonderful stuff, it not melancholic, its liberating, thank you
The depth of life and its transition you captured so well in this poem. We do not know how long we are here and with whom we will take that journey.
When we're born we cry but our folks happily rejoice but we don't when we die when our folks weep in mourning voice. - - -Realy it is true. It is a natural truth and also we have to take rebirth as per our action(karma) . Very nicely envisioned. Many thanks dear kamoonpuri.
A Beautiful poem Zaynub. Very true said death Death does not discriminate between Saints and sinners. It the truth of life, from which no one can escape. It is the way to eternal bliss. Beautiful presentation. Loved reading each lines.
Death is universal truth and begining of new life. Death is also indiscriminate where life is judged on action of past life. A nice composition with beautiful rhyming.
Amazing lines- - - - - - -When we're born we cry but our folks happily rejoice but we don't when we die when our folks weep in mourning voice.
In writing about death you give a vivid picture of life and the irony of it all.
Loved your every word and completed beautifully with a tombstone. Thank you
what an ink! ! all are equal before death.its the greatest leveler.liked it,
A beautiful poem on death that lays its icy hands to the kings even and dos not spare anyone.
When we're born we cry but our folks happily rejoice but we don't when we die when our folks weep in mourning voice. completely love this poem....very true said