Some Times…

on Saturday, 15 February 2014


Sometimes dying is a beautiful pain
Leaving the nature of sharing behind us

Some Times…
Resting in peace
Growing again and again

Some Times…
Blossoming In the innocent eyes
Budding at eternal moments

Some Times…
Looking at dawn sprouting with nascent images
And floating with closed eyes

Some Times…
Flying with winged dreaming eyes
Coupled with the viewer and the entity

Some Times…
Placing aspirations in the tender foot steps marks
Building foundations for heaven on earth

Some Times…
 Embracing the soul once for ‘all’
Traversing with transient colors of joy

Sometimes…
Sitting on a shore of a still pond throwing pebbles
And observing the ripples with in oneself

Sometimes…
Dying is a beautiful pain
Rather breathing like a living dead corpse everyday and hour

@satyasrinivas.G.

(10-2-14)




2 comments:

Vijay Vaghela said...

Death is a part of life, and since we are not afraid of this life experience, in a similar manner, the thought of death should not overpower us!!! As the last two lines say that " dying is a beautiful pain rather breathing like a living dead corpse everyday and hour..."

Satya said...

Thanks Vijay

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