A pyre is made there near
a river bank for the funeral of earth
in planks from one real wild
stormy forest and that fire engulfs
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I can see the pyre.. it is wild and difficult to escape..people try out easy escapes.. victimise some one and place them on pyre....heaven watches for sure...10
The funeral pyre is mortal body's destined end! The soul with its cycle of re-birth, evolves towards 'moksha'! For your poem 10! - Raj Nandy PS.You may like my poem at the end of page 4!