Death

Death seduces me,
She pulls me closer,
I heave, I jostle,
She grips me coarser.

I look into her eyes,
I see- A Divinity,
A look of Serenity,
of unfathomable Sanctity.

It's ironic, so chaotic,
A life so haughty, so prudent,
falls prey to this -
Comical incantation.

i follow my guide on her path,
on the way disrobing my last loin-cloth.
The path darkens with every step i take.
Erasing every footprint, every memory i make.

As closer to salvation as i further tread,
A master turns into a hapless slave.
My destiny shows me a soft bed.
And i sleep like an infant-in my grave.