Posies. – Moushmi Radhanpara

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Posies.

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From the dust I rise

To the dust I return

In an inconsequential flight

I rise and I burn.

The love, the hate, the humanity

All perish therein,

The rusting body ends my travellers’ joy

Annihilating the very proof of me.

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57 responses to “Posies.”

tomhudson

27.04.2019

Your lovely poem shows us the cycle of life, reminding us that death is the great equalizer.

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1. Moushmi Radhanpara
  
  28.04.2019
  
  Thanks for showing such love to my work. Always a pleasure to have your reviews here.
  
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Sifar

27.04.2019

‘I rise and I burn’ and the previous one was ‘I burn and I smile’!! Is there a connection? 🤔 or am i reading too much into it? 😀

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1. Moushmi Radhanpara
  
  28.04.2019
  
  Umm, while writing I had no such connection in mind. However, if you find a connection that could be your perceptions. Thanks for reading.
  
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Yasmin Khan

28.04.2019

So deep and poignant

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1. Moushmi Radhanpara
  
  29.04.2019
  
  Thank you so much.
  
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ESP

30.04.2019

brilliant writing my friend! you are getting more and more philosophical, time to enjoy the flight?

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1. Moushmi Radhanpara
  
  30.04.2019
  
  Oh, thanks so much ESP! You make my day..
  
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Deboshree

01.05.2019

How often life does feel inconsequential! Beautifully penned, as always.

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1. Moushmi Radhanpara
  
  02.05.2019
  
  Thanks so much. You re right in this regard. Life does proves inconsequential.
  
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