The Reality

The Reality short poem

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The topic of discussion on Life and death appears futile
When we are unaware how we came into the world
Why should we be aware when we will be moving out of this world
What we know is we are still breathing and are living
Till we breath still, Live life to the full

Worry not for anything
take it easy on everything
make life rosy
you will be cosy
enjoy life sans thorny

nothing did we bring in
nothing will we take out
everything you earn
ceases to exist when you burn

Be happy and cheerful
carry only the smile to the grave
and leave the rest here unaware

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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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Nadeem Qazilbash

Reincarnation. A reality for some, myth for others. We are alive and breathing now, universal agreement and belief. Our choice should be obvious. Yet we worry about death.

Savi Mani

a wonderful poem on the reality of life, it reminds me of excerpts from Gita तुम्हारा क्या गया जो तुम रोते हो, तुम क्या लाए थे जो तुमने खो दिया, परिवर्तन संसार का नियम है
जिसे तुम मृत्यु समझते हो वही तो जीवन है ….life is mysterious death is more mysterious, no one knows from where we have come and where we will go …as you very rightly said Ramapriya ji life should be lived to the fullest and when we leave this world even death should be embraced smilingly, let not the fear of death ruin our today and each morning that we get to live should be considered as the blessing of the one above all of us……present is the only day we have in our hand and it is to be lived or else it will become past and life cannot be lived in reverse gear……..


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