Life and Death

A lot of vigour, enthusiasm, valour

And the angst for a meaningful existence,

A great deal of eagerness, curiosity

And a high spirited aspiration;

Lots of rush, tumults, ups and downs

And a combination of joys and sorrows, hopes and betrayals

And darkness and light;

Like a tale full of sound and fury,

All the gloom and excitement, success and failure, lack and abundance

And affluence and penury

Is this what life is?

Much walked; panting and gasping

And trudging all the way up hill

But a little covered

And yet the destination but

Like a faint light still blinking afar.

With hands ever outstretched

As if up to infinity

Is this what the meaning of existence is?

If it is so,

Let death come;

So cold and yet so sure

So fearful and yet so concrete

So unwanted and yet so inevitable

So dull and yet so promising;

The cessation of everything

And an everlasting rest

An eternal sleep and the end of being

And yet the beginning…….

             Durga Gautam  'Lunatic'