DEATH Poem: UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, by Rahul Yadav

In the fading light, I find my place,
A life full of colors, love, and grace.
Moments like whispers, dancing so free,
Echoes of laughter, sweet memories of me.

I think of the years, the good and the bad,
Times of joy and moments that made me sad.
I’ve walked through valleys, climbed mountains so high,
Sipped from life’s cup, watched time slip by.

Sometimes I regret, like shadows at night,
But every mistake taught me to fight.
In each hard lesson, I found my own way,
A story woven from choices each day.

I’ve loved and I’ve lost, felt the sting of goodbye,
But the warmth of your hands, oh, how time does fly!
The smell of fresh rain, the rustle of trees,
The laughter of children, the soft evening breeze.

My dear wife, my partner through all the years,
Your love has been my strength, drying my tears.
I remember when we danced in the rain,
Laughing together, forgetting our pain.

And to my daughter, with dreams shining bright,
You’re the joy in my heart, my beautiful light.
I think of the days we built castles of sand,
Your giggles and smiles, always close at hand.

And my son, my brave heart, my pride and my joy,
Your laughter and spirit, my sweet little boy.
I think of the nights we read stories so near,
The wonder in your eyes, so precious and dear.

As I reflect, the Vishnu Purana speaks,
Of the struggles in life and the pain that it peaks.
Not like millions of spiders, but a weight on my chest,
A journey of the soul, searching for rest.

Life ties us close to the edge of our end,
But in every heartbeat, I find a good friend.
So here I lie, feeling the weight of my days,
In the quiet of dusk, in the soft evening rays.

I’ll hold every heartbeat, each breath that I take,
For life was a dance, and my spirit won’t break.
Fear not for the silence that soon will be mine,
For in my heart, I know, we’ll always be fine.

I am Hindu, and I truly believe,
In a world beyond this, where we will not grieve.
A century whispers, “We shall meet again,”
In love and in light, where no sorrow remains.

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