There is nothing new in this world
or the place where I’m in
counting the minutes lost by the clock
with no hands
our body is outlasted by our bones
our only testament in the world
hollow and brittle
they can’t tell the truth
no matter how voyeuristic your life was
they are buried numb and mute in the
rotting soil
they outlive us,
they are marks of the immortality
but they are numb and mute
the rocks of the tomb are
battered and degraded,
as the hands bring me into it
rocks are all silent
in the stone-hearted people,
reeking of the dark pain
carried in the hollowed eyes
of the people around me
everything is stale
and reeks of the stench
of the pain and jealousy
they carry in their hearts
but I’m fresh as a daisy
my body still warm
as I’m being lowered
in the freshly dug grave.
–Megha
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Such a profound and deep poem, so rich delving into layers of human mortality. Fantastic!
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Thanks Tanya.Writing about life and mortality is my favorite.
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It’s a great write, loved it 🙂 I can see how beautifully you explore human mortality in your poems!
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Thanks so much Tanya.You have a talent of painting that vivid imagery with you words.
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Yeah I love nature and just images keep building , we all have our muses, mortality, nature love…my muse comes to me on wings and sparkles thoughts and visions:)
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Yes, your muse is uttely beautful.
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Yours too 🙂
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Thanks Tanya
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Very thought provoking.
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Thanks Sadje.Talks about death and its existence
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Profound and beautiful as always😊👍🏻
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Thanks so much for reading.
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The human soul exposed inside out. What a marvel ❤️
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Thanks Shantanu for all your love.
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My pleasure always
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Ah the traps we lay for ourselves, at least that’s something that came up for me in this.
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Yes exactly. I wanted to portray that people are already dead with greed and jealousy in their hearts that the dead seems fresh in comparison
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