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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=557217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I had a thought on your funeral...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=557217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Eighty years of life<br>on this Earth<br>Was it worth? <br>I had a thought on your funeral.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=557217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Eighty years ago in heaven<br>when you were just the soul<br>and wanted to forever become<br>a part of this whole<br>You urged God to grant you a life<br>And promised<br>you would this time achieve your goal<br>But did you keep your promise at all? <br>I had a thought on your funeral.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=557217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The aim of your taking birth was<br>Service, contribution and asceticism<br>You instead chose<br>Hoarding, platitude and hedonism<br>God prescribed<br>Love, joy and compassion<br>On your life you inscribed<br>Jealousy, gloom and repression<br>I had a thought on your funeral.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=557217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Childhood’s dawn wiped out in dependence<br>Lust devoured on the morning of adolescence<br>Youth’s noon you squandered<br>due to fear and apprehension<br>Dusk of old age got totaled in<br>egotism, vanity and pretension<br>I had a thought on your funeral.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=557217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I asked myself<br>Was I any different from you? <br>Was I keeping my own promise to God? <br>The response from within came in negative<br>My heart did not give the nod<br>Seeing you sleeping in God’s lap<br>with a performance that was dismal<br>Your funeral appeared to me<br>as God’s signal<br>And I realized I had a chance to change<br>before I reached my own burial.<br>I had a thought on your funeral.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=557217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">(30.08.2011; New Delhi; India)</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Anshul+Gupta">Anshul Gupta</a></strong></div>