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The Final Exit
Swati Taparia 2017B2A31034P
On long and lonely nights,
I often twirl and ponder
What’s the ultimate musing of men,
Is it that life’s squandered?
What is it like to endure,
After the curtains close
Is it an endless vacation
Or a painful dose
Eternal sleep in the lover’s arms,
The final sweet release
Or the horror of being trapped
Inside the earth to cease
Turning to ash and dust
Right back to where we started
Well, maybe that’s the final goal
Of life, before it parted
Do the years snap before your eyes
Like a final farewell show
Or is it being stripped of your soul
Like a final farewell blow
Is my mind afraid of the oblivion?
Or is my heart scared of the pain?
Is my body fearful of the scars?
Or is my soul frightened of the bane?
Death is but the fear of unknown
What’s inevitable must surely come
Drop death, let’s cherish life
Before we’re summoned to Hades’ home!
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