Vibrant Verses By Sangeeta Sharma

Is Death ever a choice?

The forlorn shrivelled taupe leaf sways down to the ground Indicating the metamorphosis that life has fated Far-off, the bell tolls and reminds The passing away of yet another life The soul taken where silence reigns… Each gets its turn as age advances The body that’s born fresh, blossomed and flowered Desiccates, diseased and fades Like a broken-winged bird, it flutters and falters To rise again- clings and glues to life Writhing and wrestling with pain Soon lifted into the arms of death Though never by choice!

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