The Final Walk
[By:Pragathish]
A long walk on the sands of time,
End of everything,as it could turn out to be;
Towards the undiscovered,out of the Game,
All alone,now its only me.
I feel changed,now not caged-
A bit more confident,a bit more free;
Ironical,as it may sound,
Yet,I'm on a positive spree.
As calm as a Monks' library,
Fine,focused and riveted-
Completely in no hurry;
Just a passive saunter could make this soul,liberated.
Unfazed by the perplexed proximo,
Untouched by the past whatsoever;
Loving every atom of Life,oh,
As the End comes nearer and nearer.
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