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A mourn for those gone

Contributed by girish on Monday, 25th April 2005 @ 09:31:22 PM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems

The day has parted like those who had already departed
Imagine the joys they would have had, had they waited
Death has taken all their glories from the earth
Will history remember them, if they did bequeath

Who knows had there been another Wordsworth or Milton
Having been simple they did not become Osama Bin Laden
They all would have wished to be remembered even after death
But death will never wait even if they had pomp of power and wealth

These slumbering souls, even if remembered do not get any awards
Like the flowers wasting its sweetness in desert airs, no rewards
For the plenty we enjoy, their history should be in our nation`s eyes
Each of whom had remained cool, in their sequestered valley of lives

Their memorials read words to protect them from any insult
And for the rustic moralist they provide a good consult
Some fond breast and pious drops is all that they require
From the tomb and even from ashes, live, their wounded fire

Their heads rest on the earth, to fate and fortune, unknown
One did not frown on their birth, but melancholy marked them on their own
None of them seeks to disclose their merits or hide their weakness
But all alike in trembling hope repose the bosom of heavenliness.

Copyright © girish ... [ 2005-04-25 21:31:22]
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