Thursday, July 13, 2006

Death be not proud ...


I spoke to him, just yesterday

This young lad - smiling happily and full of life

The excitement at his move to New York City

His visage so happy and elated

His family nudging him towards a bright career!


I visited his home earlier today

The same young lad - unmoving now and lifeless

The shock at the news of his accident in the city

His body so pale and disfigured

His family bearing him to the cremation grounds!


2 comments:

  1. what's this about? Sorry to hear someone close to u suffered a fatal injury.

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  2. Nice poem about the ironies of life, Appy. I wonder if this is fictional. Warm Regards, Krish

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