Well, few days ago Hira shared a msg with this title.... i liked d title and came up with this poem... Words on a gravestone I lived my life like a king, With a lifestyle which goes bling-bling. I had my own freedom and my pair of wings. I never attended any funeral, Coz for me, death wasn't a Big thing. But the great leveler as it is called. It came, with its icy hands, at my doorstep. I tried to save myself but it had a tight wrap. And it made me sleep here with strangers all around. Into a deep sleep I am but won't call it sound. But death be not proud. So what, today I am in my shroud. I'm still speaking and had my share of fun. So even if you think I have not let you won. So, I have no hard feelings no flowing emotion. Who knows, I might be back with the miracle called: reincarnation! mahendra who else Thanx for reading...
hmm... must say u have taken death from a completely different point of view man... but somehow death for me is just something completely different from what u have ritten... but then again dats just my point of view... hehe... good job man... liked getting a different view of the same thing... keep riting =)
^... well as i said opinions are bound to differ for this one 3 differnt ideas are been captured in three paras
Wud like to have some more comments.... wat does ppl think abt looking at death from 2 diff point of view
