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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The Dead Speak!

Memories have a way of coming back -
in graveyards, where they lie forlorn
surrounded by the live reflections of the dead!

Like that writing on the wall
reminding you of what could have been,
grudging you for your stony existence!

Amidst the silence of silenced souls
lies that noisy chaos of the dead
still expecting from you what you could not give!

The slab but a mortal barrier from the dead and gone.
We know not but, they live; they indeed do!
Having a good laugh at our obsessed desire to live on...



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24 comments:

  1. WritingsForLifeOctober 27, 2010 at 9:36 PM

    This is a pretty interesting shot. Did you take it? :-)

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  2. Shail RaghuvanshiOctober 27, 2010 at 9:51 PM

    No Raajii, It is from Magpie Tales which comes up with pretty interestin g shots every week.

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  3. Kind SpiritOctober 28, 2010 at 3:20 AM

    Very nicely put. I loved it.

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  4. MaryOctober 28, 2010 at 4:29 AM

    Excellent poem. Indeed memories do have a way of coming back in graveyards. Your poem makes this point well!

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  5. AnonymousOctober 28, 2010 at 5:29 AM

    Great Mag. Love and Light, Sender

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  6. Diane TOctober 28, 2010 at 6:13 AM

    Oustanding remembrances! Great and thoughful Magpie!

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  7. HopeOctober 28, 2010 at 7:32 AM

    very interesting and thought provoking. Speaks volumes to me. I love these lines,

    'Amidst the silence of silenced souls
    lies that noisy chaos of the dead' and 'The slab but a mortal barrier from the dead and gone We know not but, they live; they indeed do! Having a good laugh at our obsessed desire to live on...'

    amazing piece. Love it!
    thank you
    Hope

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  8. Kay L. DaviesOctober 28, 2010 at 12:39 PM

    Beautifully done, and it speaks volumes.

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  9. Tess KincaidOctober 28, 2010 at 2:30 PM

    Yes, I'm sure they are laughing at our desire to live on! Beautiful piece.

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  10. Maurie KirschnerOctober 28, 2010 at 4:49 PM

    oh, i love that last line! well said!

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  11. MartinOctober 29, 2010 at 11:45 AM

    "..surrounded by the live reflections of the dead!" What a wonderful line.

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  12. Brian MillerOctober 29, 2010 at 7:28 PM

    the noisy chaos of the dead...i hear that walking among them...

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  13. Kathe W.October 31, 2010 at 8:32 AM

    well done!Great Magpie

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  14. ReflectionsOctober 31, 2010 at 10:08 AM

    Nice poem. well written.

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  15. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallOctober 31, 2010 at 12:17 PM

    wow,
    laugh in the end despite the death,
    how cool you are.
    beautiful magpie.

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  16. Shail RaghuvanshiOctober 31, 2010 at 9:38 PM

    Thanks Kind Spirit. Nice you loved the poem.

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  17. Shail RaghuvanshiOctober 31, 2010 at 9:41 PM

    Thanks Mary. Many of us think that once the person has passed away, his/her memories will fade with time. They don't and who knows whether the same thing happens with our loved ones who are in the other world!

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  18. Shail RaghuvanshiOctober 31, 2010 at 9:43 PM

    Thanks Sender. Glad you liked the composition.

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  19. Shail RaghuvanshiOctober 31, 2010 at 9:44 PM

    Thanks Daine. Yes, memories that have creeped into my thoughts...

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  20. Shail RaghuvanshiOctober 31, 2010 at 9:48 PM

    Thanks Kay for your lovely words. Nice that you liked the poem...

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  21. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    Thanks Kind Spirit. Nice you loved the poem.

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  22. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    well done!Great Magpie

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  23. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    the noisy chaos of the dead...i hear that walking among them...

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  24. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    This is a pretty interesting shot. Did you take it? :-)

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