Living man hopes for a future, best;
Dying man repents on futile past!
Where do the senses go on man's death?
None gone did return to tell that truth!
Why shower rose petals over the tomb?
Can its fragrance reach deep into its womb?
However fast, through life, we race,
Death will follow us at the same pace!
Dead, we may not be re-born, as legends say;
Our souls, caught in condoms, will be thrown away!
(* Hindu tenets say that every soul has rebirth)
Know, death is not at all a calamity,
It's life's destination at eternity!
If you know wherefrom you have come here,
You will also know, death takes you where!
With death, we all have a date;
When, where and how, we know not.
The one who was terribly afraid of death
Reclines calm and composed on its gruesome berth!
While poor dies like a dog;
The rich dies like a Lord!
Obituary says: the dead attained heaven;
Seems, he sent back a reaching note from heaven!