"A man will get his first bouquet of flowers on his death." - twitter.
I would like to see myself in a casket.
Would I be 😊 happy in it?
Would I smell nice?
Would my friends talk dirty behind my back?
Or I would just go in a sack without any ceremony like countless others in past?
In gas chambers.
Death was jealous neglected like a criminal
When we sing songs of love and life so eternal
I felt sad 😔 for him, and asked him how he was
Didn't expect him to break into tears.
Like a child.
I'm not afraid of you anymore death.
I would hug you at once,
If you need me, I would be there for you likewise.
No need to hide in the dark anymore.
Tomorrow we will go shopping and make love a bit jealous.
Why wait tomorrow. We can hang out tonight, if you are up for it.
Share our sorrows and fears while, munching popcorn
Watching Netflix.
I'm sure nobody will disturb, when you are with me
You make me so fierce!
Nobody told me its ok to die.
Nobody told me death is a part of life.
I had to figure it out who you are.
By myself.
Now I know you 😏 shall we be best friends?
Will you bring me flowers? I like them white.
The poem of Death.
I am not going to attempt to describe death in philosophical depths here in this article. But just let you savor the moment with new angle from the poem of death. We all are afraid of death. At least that is how we were taught from early life, that death is there to grab everyone out of life. So, death is a demon for many of us. Who drags our loved fellow humans into unknown darkness or heaven, away from us. But when we are in mindfulness, wisdom lets us insights to see it otherwise. Just like love and life, the birth of death is also in our own mind. If it is not for death, there would be nothing called life, and we would just be talking trees of eternal immortal boring existence. So, in fact, the death is the beauty in disguise.
I have made no attempt to hide the meaning of death, by making illusionary vision in an un-understandable language. I am not capable of making a play like Shakespear, although I would like to do so. More importantly I am curious of what is your experience on death. As a novice philosopher, a novice mindfulness student. I am more interested in planting a seed in your brain so that you would not fear death as I did in the past. And we all can be like hydrophobic leaves in life, when it rains.
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