Its the eternal verity,
The ultimate truth;
All others are just,
Hoodwinks to amuse.
It greets us all,
But only once;
When, as guest of honour,
Our name is pronounced.
When and how,
It decides to pay a visit,
Is beyond all measures,
Of predictability.
Some face it with a smile,
Some run away for a while;
One welcomes or not,
It thrashes all doors and comes inside.
Face to face with it,
I wonder how one feels;
That moment of truth,
What a peril it seems.
The wishes, the memories,
The guilt, the remorses,
The anger, the envy,
All evaporate in a jiffy.
Life bids a final goodbye,
As death engulfs its prey.
The ultimate truth;
All others are just,
Hoodwinks to amuse.
It greets us all,
But only once;
When, as guest of honour,
Our name is pronounced.
When and how,
It decides to pay a visit,
Is beyond all measures,
Of predictability.
Some face it with a smile,
Some run away for a while;
One welcomes or not,
It thrashes all doors and comes inside.
Face to face with it,
I wonder how one feels;
That moment of truth,
What a peril it seems.
The wishes, the memories,
The guilt, the remorses,
The anger, the envy,
All evaporate in a jiffy.
Life bids a final goodbye,
As death engulfs its prey.
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