On Death

cropped-coe-cd.jpgDeath is passing away of consciousness

into nothing but a speck of darkness in and around

Of this darkness death waits many times with a bait

to lure matter into Harakiri; suicide of the soul

But consciousness being wild and playful, watches

the sky as if weatherman had conspired against the God

to lament his own will in forming the clouds

that Death must unveil

And to silence the glow of light

the devil moves to the origin

from where Death was born with the first atom

of the universe and yet falling on musician’s footsteps

the tune must be unsung till Death do us part.

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