The only thing I love <br /> <br />is to meditate on death <br /> <br />What is death I know not <br /> <br />But I am sure that it is not as boring <br /> <br />as shopping malls <br /> <br />where poetry is bought and sold <br /> <br />A poet wants to get rid of poetry <br /> <br />and it is possible only when one dies <br /> <br />A world without breath <br /> <br />a landscape without poetry and death <br /> <br />is at hand when you are dying <br /> <br />Oh Death I can see your earlobes <br /> <br />They are as big as footballs <br /> <br />Oh handcome Death your moustache <br /> <br />is bushy and melancholy <br /> <br />Oh death sustainable sadness do I seek <br /> <br />in your yellow arms<br /><br />Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-only-thing-i-love/
