《Radha's Krishna》32. ||DEATH||

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And then there was the day you died.

They made you a pyre

Of timber

Sandalwood and all flowers.

Set it aflame

Let you burn

So simply

Like Draupadi burnt for vengeance

Like I burnt in grief here

They let you burn.

They say you were so beautiful

Even in death you emanated radiance

From your dark body

Millions wept

Cried

But I was happy

Those vapours of your pyre

Going gracefully up there

Made me dance.

Wonder what is so negative about death?

It is just you

Going back home

To my arms.

Just a beautiful beginning,

With absolutely no end.

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