NIRVANA

You came into the earth empty handed,

     with the desire to achieve.

You gladly rejoiced,

     with every success that you weaved.

This earth is just too beautiful for the human life,

     making it unconquerable till death.

You struggle, you wriggle, you try to thrive,

     carving your life into a mere myth.

And just when you begin to realize,

     the irony that surrounds the gist.

You find yourself in disguise,

     floating like the subtle mist.

And then the most difficult part,

     when you are asked to depart.

On your deathbed, dying to survive,

     recalling all the ways you have tread through.

Gives you the peace for a while,

     thrusting you as a faithful in God's incomplete file.

You see the dreadful face of death, 

     shrouded in it's dark armour.

Which smears you with sweat,

     and you are gripped by fear.

All the while that you have been trying to run from,

     confronts you like a devastating storm.

With your only companions being

     weeds,dying flowers and scary trees.

You  hear the unruly winds rustling,

     when you, in ultimate sanctity,

              REST IN PEACE