a poem a day by A.J.Rao


Fact may be that you were born.
It is doubtful if it ever mattered.
Continue to live a life as a habit.

Living is habit formed due to sun.
If a sun does not rise in the hills,
You may change habit and stop

Whatever you are doing as habit.
Continue to do so to let sun live.
The sun has to live its own habit.

On green evening ,death begins
But sun continues with its habit,
You form new habit to stay dead.

(echoes from Phillip Larkin’s poem Continuing to Live)

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