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| LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL |
Yet
everyone has a specific space,
Remember your space is for now and forever,
Not
one remained, Alexander, Socrates or the Buddha,
No
one can remain alive forever,
It
is only in the memory of those we touch in our life,
It
is only that empty space that once was our fife,
The
joy, the laughter,
The
planning and the plotting,
The
sincerity, the love,
The
advice and the teaching,
That
over empowering, selfless defense,
The
little hen gathering her flock with vigilance!
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| LIFE WITHERS AWAY |
Yet
people look for that touch, and the way you led,
That
reassurance that life goes on,
Come
what may,
Everyone
who is born dies one day,
They
are missed, leave a void, they are not at all dispensable,
They
live on in the hearts of those,
Who
were touched by them and shepherded,Into a cocoon of love, life and laughter well blended.
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| MEMORIES IN BLUE! |
2 comments:
First let me compliment you on the excellent Look of the blog page. The photographs are beautiful and your words flow easily. True, we are valuable beings, we are not dispensable. It is only when we ourselves realize our worth do we lead a good and authentic life.
Anil Saxena Said,"yEAH i AM ALREADY READING YOUR POEM LIFE 'S COCOON .... SEEMS VERY PHILOSOPHICAL & TOUCHES THE CORE OF REAL MEANING OF LIFE THE INDISPENSABILITY AND DISPENSIBILITY SIMULTANEOUSLY.
iT TOUCHES ALL FACETS OF LIFE.
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