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Life, Death and Soul

Posted by vidit.chopra on March 29, 2010 - 09:59

A lifeless body,
A bodiless soul.
Stiff hands, stiff feet,
A heart without a beat.
A brain, with no power to feed.
Eyes without any sort of fluid,
Nothing to see,
Motionless lips,
With nothing to reap.
(The silence hurting the ears.)
Swallowed tongue,
No longer meant to taste or eat.
Yet a tear, in the eyes of the watcher.
A tear and nothing else to say or do,
For death is something that silences, silences!
Flames of fire,
Turning the body into ashes,
Eradicating the contact of the body and the soul.
It's the birth of a child for the soul.
Delicate hands, delicate feet,
Lips young enough to be unable to reap.
It's the cry that one hears,
Which sounds like music to the ears.
The heart pumping fast,
Watching the new world in which it has to last.
Time moves on,
And the time is always on the roll,
For it's the death of the body,
And not the soul.......
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Comments

MistakenMagic | March 29, 2010 - 14:55

Wow vidit! In my opinion, this is one of your best! Such powerful images and the repetition works perfectly to drive the poem forwards. Well done ;)

Magic xxx

vidit.chopra | March 29, 2010 - 16:50

Thank you Magic
Well that comment made my day ;)
More of a come back poem after a long break but the mind keeps coming up with thoughts and images all the time. So I am back...
Glad you liked it.
Vidit

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 17:14

Vidit - I can only echo Magic's 'Wow'...A very strong poem which you have achieved by its driving rhythm. I particularly like these lines:-

"It's the birth of a child for the soul.
Delicate hands, delicate feet,
Lips young enough to be unable to reap.
It's the cry that one hears,
Which sounds like music to the ears."

Well done, indeed. Quite a come-back;-)

Tina

vidit.chopra | March 29, 2010 - 17:24

Thank you Tina
Well these lines sort of came from another poem of mine. :)
http://www.abctales.com/story/vidit-chopra/blessing-god
Glad you liked it.
I already feel like I am the come-back king ;)
Vidit

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 18:33

The mark of a good poet, Vidit. Mix and match, that's my motto. 'Come-back, king'. It suits you well;-)

Tina

vidit.chopra | March 30, 2010 - 15:49

Thank you Tina... :)
Vidit