Colors of Life like colors of rainbow

Eye on every activities that catches my mind and touches my heart

Deathbed Notes


At the time of

my last breath

I realize

Birth and death are like

performance of play

Lifetime is like a flash of light

passing by swiftly

as a waterfall down a cliff


 All my life

My ignorant mind

keep believing

I am beautiful

I am powerful

I am immortal

Pride, hatred and jealousy

ego, desire and misery

block my mind

like cloud block the sunshine


I believe

there is no sunshine

though sunshine is there


All my life

I give a damn

to the sick, poor and destitute

never heal their wounds

never look after them

My obscure mind

love my body wholeheartedly

I keep massaging tenderly


this will last forever



myself as beautiful


my tender skin

turned to thousands lines

none of the cream

hide my wrinkle

none of the massage oil

make my body strong


All my life

Due to

The Darkness of ignorance

I believe

my friends, parents, relatives

will be with me forever


time has come

I have to leave

my possessions, family and friends

they won’t follow me anymore


my Karma follows me


All my life

I forgot to rejoice the true nature

the self- knowing wisdom

Never understand

the source of all phenomena of

Samsara and Nirvana

is the nature of mind-void, luminous

all encompassing, vast as sky


I spent my life in Samsara

doing meaningless activities

Never believe

death chases me

from the time of my birth


All my life

I forgot equanimity

Hate enemy


In the end

We are in same death bed

writing death notes


I am begging death

To extend my life


Death is dumb

won’t hear crying

Death it blind

won’t see begging

I cannot use my power

I can’t bribe death

I cannot escape from death


I surrender myself

like little mouse surrender

in the swamp

Realizing the truth

I cannot die

in ease and prosperity

I have to come again in Samsara

wander from life to life

with no particular direction or purpose

Like a bee flying

round and round inside a jar


8 thoughts on “Deathbed Notes

  1. Happy Valentine’s Day!With love Maxima


  2. Death is far better than a purposeless, directionless life, after all ! Nice poem.


  3. thank you Lala Rukh.


  4. Powerful message.Regards.


  5. “Like a bee flying
    round and round inside a jar” what imagery.


  6. I really like this poem, I been sick most of my life and can deeply relate to it


  7. thank you so much for your comment,we need to enjoy our life friend…

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Indeed we must enjoy life while its here


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