The Death Rhyme - A Poem by Dhrutikanta Sahoo
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The Death Rhyme – A guide to Death

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Themes Existentialism, spiritual, mystical, philosophy 

Summary – When time comes and you can’t do much to save one’s life, perhaps all you can do is give him the courage to accept death, surrender and give it all that it asks for. Perhaps the pain of death comes from fighting against the inevitable, and the unknown reality that lies ahead. But perhaps surrender makes it a smoother transition.


And it’s not something new – our scriptures have always emphasised on rituals for peaceful farewells of our beloved souls, 


The Death Rhyme – A Guide to Death” carries the same philosophy at its core, where an old man guides his dying friend, for his soul to surrender to the inevitable. 

He bestows the truth written in the scriptures, the timeless wisdom beyond birth and death – all for his friend, with courage and utter responsibility. And perhaps that’s all a dying man needs to hear, as his soul moulds into a different shape.

It’s not just the last breaths,

Slow down and try to know.

You’re going to see the whole of you,

Just in seconds, you’ll know.


Push hard for the last time,

Let it be you who chooses the show.

What you see and what you don’t.

Cause it’s just not death,

It’s more than you know.


Don’t let the beauty of,

What you earned or

What’s gone, let you hold.

There’s a demon behind it, luring,

To pave a path for its own.


Ease yourself,

Neither your hands nor your feet,

Need your will or strength.

It’s gone, all that you believed to be yours,

Is going and soon will slip to none.


But will remain forever something,

Where death ends and a new life begins.

To know, to see that door,

Slow down and look,

What’s still you,

That’s all from where you’ve to carry on.


The past is frozen,

Can never be changed.

Like air, the future makes no sense.

But the present, let it be death,

It’s still melting,

Put your hands,

And let the process of life return.


Forget what the world said,

They exchanged life for a race,

None do know against whom,

In the end stands – the truth, the doom.


Don’t move, stay still,

Your hands and legs

Neither need your strength nor will.

Nothingness is all that has to fill

And right now,

That’s all you need to feel.

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