Yes, I’ve floated on the iceberg of death

Yes,I once floated on the iceberg of death.
It was the dawn of Easter,
and death has come dressed as a jester.
I had laughed to the core of my being,
and swoosh! death held me in its clutches,
and made me ride on that blackish golden iceberg.
While I was riding my death chariot,feeling like a queen,
Dressed like the Cleopetra,I looked for my Antonys’ and Caesers’s
Ah!they were left behind on the mortal Earth,
What will I do alone? I argued with my deathly master,
and I came back ,as I was granted a new birth.
Yes,I can claim,
I had once floated on the iceberg of death.

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

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