Theme: Death


Life kills them alive.
Their hearts 
pulsating with beats
but all inert...
in severe sufferings,
with their pain, 
acute in the extreme;
their ailments, 
malign, incurable,
bodies are frail,
and minds deadened.

Death relieves them,
alleviating pain,
and frees their souls
locked up long
in their stinky trunks,
with life dead 
in agony and trauma,
their bodies dumped
ruthlessly bruised
by medical lacerations.

But will they find solace,
relief, eternal peace
in voluntary euthanasia?


More By  :  Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar

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Comment A very pertinent question raised at the end of this superbly penned poem. I'd respond, why not...?

Padmaja Iyengar
23-Jul-2014 08:49 AM

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