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Wednesday, April 23, 2008

My Ode to Life


My Ode to Life

Celestial creation sacred and precious,
Shapes on earth, grooms and returns;
After witnessing songs, sweet and vicious,
To bare consequences that cools or burns.

The soul I speak of, bares the burden,
Carries scrolls of life on his shoulders;
No doubt that he is life’s true warden,
Life that could be as sweet as flowers.

Cohorts of divine books concur,
To classify life in three segments;
Pre-earth, earth and post-earth they say,
Thus life prevails into eternity.

Once created we live on,
Caged in a shell we term as life,
But is it a game or only dreams?
Is there a meaning for life at all?

We drift along the stream of time,
With no mission, no determination;
Thus such a life is worth no dime,
And we look at life with floccinaucinihilipilification.

A dime a dozen is life for a soul,
Who treats it with reverence and embraces god;
No pain no gain if heart your calls,
As fruit of pain you’ll seek the god.


Note: "My Ode to Life" has the longest word ever used in a poem.

1 comment:

moyameehaa said...

very nice again. and that word is soo long..and this is the first time i heard it.thanks for that.

though i dont agree to all that you have said...i find it very interesting ...especially how u have brought out ur thoughts in the form of poetry...varah fakkaey buneveynee hama!