Poem -

Eventual Nothingness

Dicey graves

  Eventual Nothingness 

All humane life’s grand rituals.
Are alive in our thriving solemnity.
Our sacred expressions restrain.
Can be quite sinister and fierce .

Ludicrous,  we are so doubtful.
To survive through this disruption.
Lachrymal bone,there in our psyche. 
Will ebb and flow as our life evolves. 

Measures and counter measures.
Suffice as notional preempt aura.
But be alert to brace any eventuality. 
Contrariety ….constituted

All sense the anxiety in life here.
Every step draws the death near. 
Existence’s taut gallows approach.
We feel self being further encroach. 

Unwind thought ,sit back a focus breathe.
Ignore your dismay and your greeds. 
Understand tranquility is not that fluent.
Often the rationale,we are detached.

Brace self ,too weak to upkeep hope.
Been aware of the fact shall forsworn. 
The phased end ,gloomy fold of mind.
Will ever entangle ...unkind.

Then you land at the quiver edge.
Realize that the ultimate end is nigh
His annotation ,your eventuality flashed 
Predestined …  manifesto. 
  

Finally fewer strides back and forth.
Ponder ubiquitously, life’s been sacked.
You’r worthless,upon death ashen gaze.
Dignity in life into... haze.

~Kishore Vastani

 

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Being Me

I dont like to dwell on death but I have to say this isxa thoughtfully written poem x

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