- On the Death of Mild Man -
(A beautiful Mind)
(A poem of Condolence To Mayukh Sardar)
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to show Him His way to deathless and lifeless beauty. Leaving us bewildered He became a wordless fragrance
Silent still and solitary without confinement He leaves the land of ours to find the land Of immortality,
He laid on the couch as if on the arms of Mother Earth, To touch the feet of Father Sky.
Silencing the minds pounces the death from unknown world, Like storm invincible and invisible lashes on earth, Like the mist of early morning,
On the way people wander with wonderous minds, Jostle to think about what to think that thinking is useless
Death enters a house to spread it's silent being. All the pain is gone that was rising with the lifting waves of life, All the ups and downs that Within calling the spirit of death to end the season of suffering,
On the way people wander with wonderous minds, Jostle to think about what to think that thinking is useless,
that happened every moment without trash, Unknownunseenrealm that is reborn without The trace of birth.
Furnishing every moment that death snatches. Life is death every moment, Death rising every moment and Life it doth seems. People heaving along the path to naught, The burning pyre within,
On the marketplace people wander, Restless and full of minds, Life is a busy hive and flow of life is United, People are walking like a pond of lacquer
birth and death are verse and obverse twins conjoined friendly one well done dona done
Beauty of death.Carelessness of all as nobody is capable of fighting death...death is ruthless yet essential..
On the marketplace people wander, Restless and full of minds, Life is a busy hive and flow of life is United, People are walking like a pond of lacquer, Furnishing every moment that death snatches. Life is death every moment....! ! !