While I sit in contemplation of this inexplicable plight,
A dual mind's existence sows much necessary confusion-
About existence or death of my living illusion.
A thought provoking concept it is- suicide!
Regarded as the easiest way to hide-
All the strengths of your body and weaknesses of your mind,
When only a memory is left behind!
But death is not a mere aura, but it is end,
It is end, end of all and everything you've left to mend-
Now all ends give life to new beginnings, but death?
Now, death is merely overrated in its physical context,
Death after death after death is life's very text.
Mere philosophies! I tell u just mere philosophies!
Neither death nor life is at your convenience and ease-
When life is filled with everything beyond comprehension,
Its death should be its only prevention;
But while death in itself is an incomprehension-
Life just creates more confusion.
Questions raised are left unanswered,
While philosophies are revered-
About death in bone and flesh:
Now, why don't we start afresh?
