"The Naked Truth"
Life taken for granted,
Death thought of a distant illusion,
never to touch you but others.
What a beautiful lie it is !
Friends, family, worldly relations,
nothing will you carry
when the End dawns upon you.
Blood or not, all bonds untie
with time like bows of a string.
The elegance of your body,
the colour of your skin,
the enigmatic beauty therein.
Each will collapse with time like
the apple that rots from within.
The pride that swells you up,
The ego that sways you away.
Your privileges, status
and oh the money you’ve made !
Rich or poor, high or low born,
our graves are going to be the same.
Flesh, blood and bone all lost to earth,
the winds blow the husk away.
Even the sun that sets at dusk
doesn't carry home the rays that
once shone and faded into the day.
Only your soul will you take
when the curtains fall
and doors of life close on you.
Your only true companion.
In Death, lies the true liberation.
- Mehak A.