Death

It’s all happening inside my head

Yes, the truth is yet far to beget

I stand at the doors of Death,

Wondering what all accompanies me in this quest

Like Nachiketa I also stand at the final exit

Still not sure if it’s the exit or an entrance to the next realm

I gathered so much in my journey, in the world I left

That life gave me so much, to take it all away at the crest

The love that blossomed, the friendship that nurtured

All is gone, in one last breath I desperately tried to capture

Were they mine, or the product of my own being?

Did I leave them or carrying it all for the forthcoming springs.

I died but what actually died?

In my death, did something survive?

I stand at the doors but it’s all in my head

I somehow refuse to let go lying on my death bed

I put up the ultimate defiance with all the courage I could muster

As the questions I have are yet to be answered

Carrying me across, Death takes the hint,

It delivers me to seek some more on yet another stint