A face lay there in eternal sleep,
No smile.
No frown.
I wonder,
“After all, smiles and frowns are of this world”.
Tag Archives: Death
“Sleep”

Walking gently into the night.. What’s left is these last drops of light..Soon the final shades of colors will become one.. Time is about to lose its significance and space is about to lose limits.. Nothing about my world will be carried forward.. My sorrows and my happinesses can accompany me till this gate alone, as “sleep” needs neither.. All that there exists now is an unending continuum, till my alarm goes on..
Your intangible presence..
I don’t have you anymore,
But, what does that even mean?
I have lost your physical presence,
In that, your ‘form’ no more exists,
As it once did.
But, were you form alone?
Or, was there more of you?
May be that which they call ‘spirit’?
A little sparkling life..
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Challenge: Three Line Tales by Sonya
In this long winter night,
Bask while lasts this warmth, this light,
And then, surrender restfully to the silent dark winter night!
Life and Death – lying side by side.
I see two bodies
Lying side by side,
Identical in form and appearance.
What is surprising is
That they look just like me.
So, now we are three of us here!
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust”
In this funeral pyre,
Through the space between the logs
That I have been placed within,
I see the faces
Of people known to me.
Their faces made visible
In this dark new moon night,
By the fire’s light.
The fire that is glorious,
Whose flames have now reached
Quite a height.
My body is burning intensely,
Like would a fuel.
‘You’
Before “it”,
You were in your world,
And were fine,
At least because, you were in it.
Till “it” ,
I was in mine and fine in it.
There has been,
No thought about you,
No contact,
Since our last meet,
And, we met only a few times,
Before that meet.
Then, “it” took place.
“Next, Please” – By Philip Larkin
Of late, I have been reading a few poems penned by some popular English Poets, and, it struck me today, that I must begin to share some of them, which I deeply connect with, here, for others. Today, I am sharing this poem titled “Next, Please” – By Philip Larkin.