Oh death you are ,are not an end
You are another beginning
Of a journey unknown to me
May be ,it would be the same
As I have gone through in this
Your just opposite
light versus dark
May be ,you end this as you say
To take me to another level
Where I find it's not new
I am again in the same
Rigmarole
In the grinding life of dead,Death life you show no difference from life of life
Pain or peace will exist wether dead or alive
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If we think death is an end
to me,i don't see
But a walk over to new beginning
Wether in body or otherwise
Nothing is ending it's a process
Like water wheel churning
As it goes up it drops water as it goes down fills water
So release and fill are the two side of
Anything
If I flow gently no one bothers
But if I become scanty worries bother.
So I pray let me be the water
Who wants to flow
Crossing over soft pebbles or hard rocks
But i still flow on and on
Wind stirs me invoking restlessness
But I realise it is not to be
I have to flow gently
Encopassing all that comes on my way
I pray let this be me gentle and unperturbed
Flowing is my destiny
In life and after
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