The last journey

the life upon death and the journey of the soul there after... This is not really a poem.. just my thoughts of life and death. I didnt really want to publish it but i did it anyway.

the room echoed of loud cries

as the old man shut his eyes

 

freed from the bondages of life

the soul rejoiced with ecstacy

 

standing in despair he thought

would it be heaven or hell?

 

stuck in the crossroads

the man had to pay for all his sins

 

as the book of his life reopened

god examined each and every chapter

 

old man stood waiting for his destiny

remembering the selfish life he led

 

heavenly walls had engraved the rule of law

no man can cease to rebirth if found flawed

 

a man with no goodness in life

no kidness, no humanity, no charity

 

oh what a meaningless life it be

with no love, no devotion

 

one has to fall within themselves to rise

for the truth lies inside you

 

when a man falls outside he merely falls

everything he sees is a mere illusion

 

a soul shall be pure and divine

only then can it enter heaven

 

heaven is a state of eternal bliss

a place only for the realised souls

 

the man stood beleagured

knowing what lay ahead

 

he was sent back to relive the painful life

to redeem his soul, continue his journey

Reviews

[Dakshta]

After reading this I'm definitely going to do something meaning full in my life...

Anyways, amazing poem! excellent work! :)

[Pankaj Lohia]

Thanks dakshta .. I just wrote what was in my mind.. I didn't even mean to publish this one actually.. This is just somethings I've learnt about life in the last one year.. I'm glad u liked it..:)