BORN, MARRIED AND DEAD?

What is this life
like the sun rising and dying
someone beginning and someone stopping
without presence being felt
without effect, striking, ending
long rituals of waste?

nothing saved except
years squandered in bed
feigning and unfeigning
the blood flows but doesn't complain:
time seals the strife
born, married and dead?



Poetry by R.K.Singh
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Written on 2005-11-16 at 11:57

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BlueyedSoul
Yes life can indeed feel this way sometimes.
I like how you expressed this in such few words, yet they are very powerful.

Grab hold of the good in life...it is there for the taking.

~BlueyedSoul
2005-11-22


penfold18
I like this its a common subject, and one that we all ask ourselves at times as in whats the point of it all .
2005-11-16