Death and its effect.
I can't imagine a world where I don't exist.
How to!
When the world revolves around me.
Once I leave,
everything will get lost,
without gravity.
Because I am that which holds them all together.
Without me, they will wander
aimlessly to far and beyond, never to return.
Except those that orbit weakly like ghosts of those who went away.
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8 comments:
The world dies with every human.
is that a stolen line? Its too good to not have been written by now...
I agree I'm a bad writer. Unfortunately, however, those are my own words. If you are not shocked already, I reached at that conclusion when I was just 12! Then again, if you go to my homepage, uspandey.net, the first quote you'll come across from my favourite writer, Hemingway, goes like this:
"For a long time now I have tried simply to write the best I can. Sometimes I have good luck
and write better than I can."
That may explain the occasional flash in the pan. And, yes, my friend, I have never shorn others words of a decent pair of quotes. Never. Ever.
Meanwhile, I thank you for visiting my humble blog.
everyone dies... but not everyone lives...!
speaking of which, it's funny how most people love the dead, once you are dead, you are made for life...! ;-)
@umashankar! i went through your posts! you must be the modest types, because you write really really well! Hope to see you around!
@Hari! your comments are better than my posts man! (HINT: start blogging!) :P :)
well i beg to disagree Kavita! your posts are much much better! ;-P
about the blogging part... aah! well, i might start writing on a few things in the coming days... but not a blog of sorts... just for myself and select few where you would be first on the list! ;-)
death desire
dread disease
uncharted realms
undiscovered fees
our wish to outlive
not unlike a lock
with too many keys?
a lock with too many keys or one key for different locks, just like a moon and many eyes or someone's eyes and all those stars...
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