I was in a deep silence Without knowing what happens around. My eyes were closed My body was stiff I realized, I am weightless and flying to some where. I was floating through a narrow tunnel between two different worlds It was a deep, cold tunnel. I reached to a white light of peace I could see white clouds floating around It was a paradise with golden streets. There I saw some one with divinity sitting on a gold throne Angels with white wings were singing and dancing around I looked here and there to find someone familiar But that world was completely strange Suddenly someone forced to get me back on track Again I flew back through the same cold, dark tunnel with a jerk I entered somewhere I am back to my same old body, back to function again.
I was working as the head teacher of a high school for many years.I have written many poems in English, Urdu and Malayalam. But i never had the confidence to bring it to the public .Better to say, i never tried for it due to lack of confidence.Now i got a platform to bring myself forward.Thanks to the editorial board of high on poems.I enjoy reading and writing.
What is life I wonder? What’s the purpose of my existence? How did we all come to life? And how was it all even created? As a child I rummaged my brain for answers but could find none And I
I kissed the pillows of her cheeks. Covering myself in the blanket of her caress. While here nothing is heavy. Maintaining the balance of smiles in the bed of her arms She doesn’t mind my snore, relaxed in complete comfort.
Life is a symbiosis, relationship it makes possible, interaction among humans it creates, social system it establishes, cultural institution it builds, political arrangement to avoid vacuum, it puts in place. Life is a symbiosis, bridge it throws to span human
A dinner A movie show A trip to the zoo None of these Are as fine as A day spent thinking about you I had a heart and that is true But now it’s gone from me to u When
At least once in life do make a wish; not necessarily for returns, but for others an act of compassion; an offering.. more often it’ll be a reason to live life unconditionally… At least once in life do make an
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6 Comments on "Path Between Life And Death"
I am back to my same old body…back to function again….…to spread happiness to others as usual through my poems….
Feeling happy to see your inspiring words. Thank you.
what lovely imagery……….in between………very lovely write.
Thank you for your appreciation.
Nothing is definite, dreams are reflections of our beliefs and thoughts.
thank you