Life

Life short poem

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I know not when I have to quit
But I do know I have to quit

Life looks so rosy in spite of me
often experiencing the thorn

Every morning when I get up
I feel I am born afresh
little do I know I am nearing the grave
and this may be my last morning

Every night when I go to sleep
I presume I will surely get up in the morning
little I visualize it may be a never ending night
and I may never able to get up

Life’s uncertainty we all talk about
But I presume it is not meant for me
but only for others and I see no death for me

When the actual moment of Death arrives
I beg the almighty to spare me from the inevitable
while forgetting it is the same everybody begs for

So the worth of our Life’s existence is realised
only when it is confirmed that we have no more
chance to survive and have to quit compulsorily

How to lead Life is my choice and
when to take my life his HIS choice

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Ramapriya Nr

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I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
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ammu sachariah
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Rampriya ji, you are correct. Every one thinks that death is not for them and only for others. In one way that
presumption is good. That gives an inspiration to life.

Savi Mani
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Ramapriya ji, a thought provoking poem each one of us has to go when the times comes for us, and we often live in the illusion that its not us, but yes why to think of death which is bound to happen, in the uncertainties of life atleast Death is certain………so lets spread love and affection and create a niche in the heart of those whom we love we care from which place even death cannot take us………it is in those loving hearts we live forever…….

Vibha Lohani
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Very well expressed. Everyone knows we will die one day but nothing is more unknown than death itself.

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