The Death

If you follow my blog, you might be expecting Diwali celebration post. Unfortunately, this Diwali week we mourn two death in my life, both are unexpected, one is even more unfortunate. My experience in form of a poem.

The Death
I come from mothers blessings, tiny tots twinkling fingers, and wife’s wishes.
I come from possibilities, and from impossibilities.
I come from the cold silence of the coffin and from the cheer of celebration.
I come knowingly and unknowingly.
I come from the leisurely afternoon tea and wee hours of the stressful day.
I can happen to you anywhere or everywhere or nowhere.
I am eternal, absolute and I am the truth.


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