The Cycle of Life and Death

The cycle of life and death is eternal

That spares no one;

The one who is born must inevitably die

But human frailty wants to cling and hold on;


The shackled soul is tied in knots

Of love and longing, attachment and bonding.

And as we age, we begin to dread

Losing our loved ones…


We wish our parents alone, are spared death

And given eternal life…


Death of parents hurts like none other

Letting them go the toughest

You yearn for their presence

And long for an impossible return.


Time heals wounds of loss

And pain ebbs gradually,

All that is left is memories

And dreams that help us relive….