Dance of Death

Me moving too fast in senile decay Death rings bell alarming continuous dancing and prancing simultaneous at the exit gate of my life, I must say. My journey of life has now come to an end Enjoyed life and completed duties Life offered enough opportunities: Some are utilised, more unattended. Life seemed real when I felt in every step but now visualising dance of death, ready to breathe any time my last breath Little scared, how death will come,in which shape ? So far the challenges of life to meet What is awaiting crossing entrance gate of death for human as ultimate fate. Only scary feeling, how death will greet. Death is dancing in full rhythm threatening as the dance of violent black widow whirling furious eyes crawling fast or slow. My favourite precious life lost its meaning. On boundary of Life I am to wait. dark silhouette had shadowed my journey tumbling, slipping, falling : Path seems thorny. Watching dance of death approaching my fate.