Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Dirt

From dirt I arise
Back to dirt I will go
Not a day too soon
Not a day too late
When the time comes
To seal my fate
Stab it with a black knife
Seal that coffin shut
Set it on fire
Throw the ashes in the Nile
In the Ganges 
Sprinkle on top of Mr. Everest
Then after a thousand years or so
As nature takes its course
I will be whole again
To arise from the dirt
Be me again

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Dirt. That's us.

4 comments:

  1. Loved it. Introspective and makes you reflaect on your purpose in life. Good stuff man.

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  2. Hi Nothingman its been quite a while i've been away from this fabulous place....

    i hope to restart ' Buddha's garbage' one of these days....

    Nice to know your name's Pallav, could'nt be any better for a guy who's teasing , laughing and mocking at life, ....moreover,is the most sincere blogging guy i've'nt yet met!

    Thousands greeting to you!

    orgasmik

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  3. Hey, Orgasmik, old friend, nice to see you here :) and even nicer to know that you will be writing again. Your words have always been mind openers...keep in touch brother:)

    Pallav

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