i recently visited the cremation of a close relative... though i've never met him still seeing the burning body in front of me and finding the relation between him and me is a totally new experience!!


CREAMTION GROUNDS SEEN BY A BOY NARRATED BY DEATH


Sensing me some try to fight
While other take flight
But are they deaf?? Are they dumb???
You can run but you can't escape your tomb.

Inevitable am I to you
Inevitable are you to me
For will you be happy at anybody's birth
If no will die

I saw a boy on the cremation ground
I saw his eyes, they had, the truth found!
Nothing but time lies
Between him and burning pyre
He was staring at burning body intense
As though determined to find me by himself
And all the time I was at his head
Biding my time
Coz one day I'll drop him dead

He took the pen to write about me
Smile played upon my dark face grimly
The boy wanted to know me
He will soon find out wont he??
I took my chance and struck on his head
Shattered he lay in his bed

His soul floated above him silently
He saw me and I saw him
Understanding blazed on his face slowly
I smiled at him faintly
He smiled back boldly
He realized finally
That life confirms death's existence
And death confirms life's existence.




Poetry by Anshul Sharma
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Written on 2007-11-26 at 14:38

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Anshul Sharma
thnk u ken.. thnk u vry much!! i m humbled!
2010-07-15


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
I so enjoyed reading your poem , Anshul. It is not a sad poem , not at all dark in tone. Reminds me of the chriter ''Death'' in the ''dicskworld '' books by ''Terry Pratchett''. The chariter ''Death'' , is baffulde by humans , he trys so hard to understand us. Even to having his house as much like a human house. Unforchanetly he sees only the couler black. So every thing ios black. ''Death'' is not feard as such. He even saves Hog Father day ( Diskworklds equvnant of the Christan Christmas ). The book is well writan , amnd many questans arise from it. One child he gives more much more than the child was expecting. His perants are very pore. The child appreciated how hard his mum and dad work , the sacrifices they make to give him thear gifts . When ''Death'' ( in the guise of the Hog father ) he , the son is not happy!!. Your poem is in it's way writan in the same vain. I can not give higher prase fore your wonderful poem.
2007-11-26