My last rites

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On the banks of the mighty river
I lay on the sandal wood pier;
So serene, so calm my physical being
Soul lost in the embrace of the eternal dream.

People gathered on the cremation ground
remember a life lead so proud
set the final pier afire
my visage curls
to the warmth
of the fire.

A journey so great
so full of struggles
transiting through avenues
so full of gravels and scuffles
turn into cinders
to be immersed
into the river.

 

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amartya I think life  is

amartya

I think life  is too  beautiful to dwell upon our rites, but the poem is good

goodluck .wishing you a very long life

very rythmic

 it was as if i was singing one of james blunt song

very gud to express the experice after death.

Regards

Lavanya