Death

Death, an inevitable event 

In a living being's life;

The sure event to happen,

Just that the moment is unknown.

Everyday you are walking towards it,

The existence beyond life explored,

The reincarnations, splitting of soul;

Journey towards meeting soul-mate…

The life after death, the living in fourth dimension,

The unexplained phenomenons have haunted humans,

The hells and heavens dictating life's rewards…

And we forget that paradise is amongst us.

Life is like a rain that drizzles,

Tickling the senses with petrichor,

And pours, with the heaviness of thunders,

And sometimes with the marvellous lightnings,

Raining through seasons…

Drifting through landscapes-

Mountains, valleys, deserts, 

Mangroves and the rainforests...

Finally curtails and trails off…

Like the mountain that fumes before the rain,

As my friend enlightened me once.

It does bring heaviness- 

When you lose someone to death,

It's being human, we can't fight death,

We can fight this life though.

We can smile and be brave,

As always said, no one will ever know,

That deep within you miss your world,

The unsaids and never to be lived moments.

Finding people dying around every other day,

Does make me sink and drown,

And all my self-preaching trails off-

To an inevitable silent eulogy.

Live in peace dear souls,

Would meet there as I join you one day,

Probably, where we are the same,

Where barriers won't divide us,

With borders, colours, titles, beliefs,

And all other unlimited possible classifications!

You and me blending as we are-

The different colours in the same canvas…

I'm not dreaded by death,

But sure am dreaded of losing people to it.