INTRODUCTION: Life is the evolution of a gradual process starting from birth to death. But the beauty of all that lasts is in the final salute. This is an attempt to emphasise the frailty of human life and the apparent grandeur of it all.
Feelings, emotions-enchant no more,
Slowly but surely obliterated;
He reeks in abstraction.
All those sweet memories –
The pale blue sky, merged in the horizon,
The craggy tops, green chests aloft,
His mistresses’ chuckle, mesmerizing
– blasted into oblivion!
Don the strange façade of the period,
Run wild the carefree heart.
The mortal fences torn apart,
The earthly shackles broken apart;
Far beyond the reach of ails,
High above mortal pain,
The woeful mask now happy and blithe,
Free from fear of death again!
Turns in the act, in charity absolute –
To the crawling worms in his grave!
The remains left soon decay away,
And as time rolls, memoirs fade away;
Nonexistent, as if he never were!
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