Life And Death..How We Come And How We Go... Comments
Nine months of restless mysterious nights
Yet warm and secure without a fright
Till you came screaming into the light
And for the first time saw that divine sight
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We are just sojourners for an interim stay On this Earth which is not our real home Into the mother's womb unasked we came And unasked we return to a gloomy dome From there our souls fly to an eternal abode.....! Enjoyed this beautiful poem on birth and death!
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7/19/2025 4:34:59 AM # 1.0.0
Life is just a journey unto death and it is never a dismal experience if we accept it as something we get to play with for a while whether we win or lose. The garden is the burial ground as well and let us go merry making with this transient life. A fine write from you Krishnakumar.. Sorry that I read your poems after a gap of days..