There stands death of mine
Holding a sweet glass of wine
For a shake I offered my hand
But he looked at me and waved his wand
The journey if no end began
Whether leading to hell or heaven
I was uncertain to be glad or sad
But his feelings remain frozen like winter sand
We reached at the beginning of end
He left me with a feeless expression
Was this time for my crucifiction?
But the opened at that moment
I walked for knowing unknown
With no thought of my next step
Just then a figure appeared in infinity
God, I realised it was whom.
- Manik Sharma
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