Life-A Boon or a Bane

Reads: 155  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 0

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is a thought on the meaning of life and the short tenure one gets to understand it. By the time one starts understanding the beauty of life, death crawls and destroys him

Submitted: August 25, 2012

A A A | A A A

Submitted: August 25, 2012

A A A

A A A


Life – A boon or bane

 

That glitter in the eyes, those words untold

More eloquent than verses recited ‘n told

 That  pause of breath, those broken words

Dipped in love, better than best ever deeds

 When thoughts ‘r akin, why strain the voice

Even a glance enough for mind to rejoice

 She who once created ripples in my mind

Now crippled in bed lifeless, is what I find

 Those hands, once soft as rose, touching the soul

Now dry ‘n’ cold, so easy for Death to crawl

 Oh God, why life so sweet, but short ‘n’ fickle

Like a crazy mistress who lures then prickle

 Once soul departs, is it the beginning or the end?

No time to brood even; life z too short my friend!

 

-Dipti

 


© Copyright 2017 dipti. All rights reserved.