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Random Thoughts
In the hot summer morning light,
I stood looking from a great height.
And to my right there was a pack,
Of dogs, barking for a snack.
And on the road to Naukuchiatal,
There lay a dead man.
But I guess I was mistaken,
For he woke up and smiled.
What is death I wondered?
Pain, sadness, oblivion?
Or
Relief, bliss, happiness?
In a clearing nearby,
There were some rabbits snowy white.
He neared and made a noise,
Thinking they might like.
But ran away the rabbits shy,
Thinking any moment they might die.
What is life I wondered?
Prejudice, inequality, discrimination?
Or
Fame, power, pleasure?
Thoughts keep coming and going,
And so do people.
But each has in mind what he's supposed to do.
Obstacles come and go,
Never fear them for you can find a way out.
It is true, any time now we might die,
And yet, anytime now we might perceive a moment of joy.
poem
by
Anushna Satapathy
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