#Poetry Prompt from PROJECT:
How much are you affected by death of near and dear ones.
Death! When did you have your first sting!
I remember you as I went college-hostel,
leaving home . I often woke up with whimpering
At midnight by some nightmare that Dad left me
For ever. ..For a long time I couldn’t imagine
To live without having parent..........
When I was in my thirty’s my father left
Forever his own ancestor’s home .
My cousin brother took me direct
To the burning Ghat where he laid,
With calm and cool peaceful face
Released from all mundane liabilities !
I touched for the last his icy-cold feet
Without a single drop of tear.
Since then I overcome fear of death.
I realized the fear of death is more
Painful than actual occurrence of death.
I hear with grief from last three years,
Loosing some more near and dear ones.
But tolerance, patience made me courageous!
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