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8. Eternal Friendship

The two great friends Birth and Death
Conspired for humans, Lament and Breath;

The natal twinge the infant could never express
The soul’s departure nor the body could digress;

A rare MIRACLE, a life in life
Grows up to experience the worldly strife;

A child takes no time to mature fast
An adult leaves the post for he cannot last;

The wrinkles force to quit for Gen next
Their epochs are quoted in various texts;

Exit and Entrance prudently divine
Folded in mystery the unseen time.

by Abha Sharma

Comments (30)

great poem, excellent rhyme, very deep delved thoughts.
Absolutely amazing. Each word and each line of this poem comes with an aura of deep thoughtfulness. Thank you very much for this wonderful poem.
A beautiful poem it is.10.
This is a great writing. I wish I could understand it better, so I could give it a ten instead of a nine. GW62
Awesome! Your poem moves with Miltonic dignity. I liked the opening lines: 'The two great friends Birth and Death Conspired for humans, Lament and Breath.' You are a already a great and recognized poet. While commenting on your poems I feel small as if I am showing lamp to the Sun.
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