Death, a diverse concept

Wish to die!, no one apt 
Death, a diverse concept 

Natural death, takes to heaven,

 heroic death begets, a brave icon

Death, an universal truth,

a fact well known

 all to face, can escape none,

 pass through d’ ordeal

 someday or d’ other

Still reluctant to die,

poses to possess,

an erudite gesture
 

Delivers dubious lecture,

soul solely eternal, perish never

Death, change of it’s garment

attire ought to alter

Death, d’ final journey,

lastly bound to occur

Yet utterly scared,

drowned in chilling fear

Death life’s altering agent,

no fuss for soul or garment

Old rebuffed from theatre,

excluded from vital venture

Passage laid for d'new,

with bright ideas, brilliant view

To replace lethargic and old,

usher in fresh, active & bold

If felt, one's going to die

 dying person, never tells a lie

Judges accept, dying declaration

truth only revealed, 
on such occasion 
  

                 

If it’s smelt-death approaching,

myriad of works lie pending

 Dogmas trapped all along,

couldn’t spell out, right & wrong

 To make others aware of truth,

inner tone tough,

but asthenic to shout,

Now realizes, time shortage,

afford not a moment’s wastage

Heart  piled up with feelings,

ample intuitions instantly erupting

Priorities sorted precisely,

rest all seems secondary

can’t wrap up backlog, in a hurry

Wishes do a lot of good,

time constraint upsets d’ mood

turn things lively, with poetic touch

 terminal time, appears adventurous

Knowledge of truth,

brings real victory

Be foolish, stay hungry,

 alter d’ life history

 

Truth eschewed,

ignored mortality

 deaths, so often seen

yet felt, a distant reality!

Life-death, wise never bother

soul exists all along

it never disappear,

youth, senility

 a passage for d’ body

Death comes any time,

stay ever ready

sensory events, appear vanish

Pain, pleasure, grief, anguish

proceed with restraint & calm

equal way, perceive each one

All short lived irrational bend

Reality never vanish,

 truth has no end

Immortal souls never perish

 No birth or death, as we wish

Carry on  works, 
as per God’s desire,

soul changes body, do ignore

Your assigned job

 

To fall in love,

a damn easy job,

any idiot can do

but to fall out of love

a tough task

assigned by you

 My valour vanishing

 bubbles bursting,  

 D’ love lies intact

I’ve dwindled in,

No chain, no rope,

 yet snugly, we tied up

Nuptial knot fixes in cage,

no scope of voice raise

Wish to cry, want to sob,

 failed in d’ assigned job

Taken your tough offer,

turned docile, agreed for,

Conceded to thrones,

to prick in quiet

None left behind

to nick your tender feet

All lights doused,

  a sole candle burning

Keep on waiting,

for your coming

Do come through,

darkness not to deter U

In drizzling rain,

a mini umbrella in hand

look for your come back,

soak not, for my sake

not scribbled, on forehead

for each other,

we’re not made

For obvious reason,

your fantasy expansion,

blocked my field of vision,

altered d’ real situation

 Ties, already U've fastened,

  indistinct to me, in oblivion

My aimless drift in illusion,

a needless lurch,
 befogged notion

Hard to snap d' ties, 
to come close,

with a freshly bloomed red rose,

Symbol of unfaded love

 can't be snatched, tough to rob

ventured utmost,
 for d' chore above

But failed in d’ assigned job

Love, d' curious term, so silly

an imperfect being,

assumed perfect, fully

I strived with full effort,

focused my entire thought

 No tips could settle struggle

got drowned in love fever

 lost d’ battle, it's not easy

turned bankrupt, gone crazy

Energy depleted, I’m worn,

hair haphazard, attire torn

I’m declared, love prone,
a funny subdued pawn

Love, d' amazing commodity

unable to walk out of it

Stray dogs chase,

stones pelt by mob,

 failed in d’ assigned job

Once it altered look to life,

made me decent, utterly bright
Got excited, fully thrilled,

all blankness, instantly filled

Life turned just wonderful,

 floated free in fairy tale

No tall talks,
 no candle light dinner

No shower of gifts,

 fugitive pleasure

 Own well being ignored,

 for your joy

If U hurt, me a violent boy

To set right all your mess,

 for a crescent of smile, 
in your face
But d' Herculean task,
 I can't solve, 

even tried few pegs in a pub,

Still failed in d’ assigned job !