Think of the truth most inevitable
A truth vividly unavoidable
Though it seems scary and dreadful
On the other side, it’s the most beautiful
The truth is nothing but your death
The destined moment of the last breath
You get freedom from pain and agony
You step towards eternal peace and harmony
Free from ferocious fight of life
In tranquility, you close our eyes
Robed in white, you lie still and cold
Surrounded by people, young and old
They weep and mourn when you die
Even the rivals are there to cry
Folks who abandoned you always
Visit to put flowers on your grave
You become a reminiscence recalled with reverence
Your presence, perhaps could never make such difference
Such splendid is the whole affair of demise
You leave an impression in so many lives.
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