Death, Art Thou My Friend

Anxious, chained at the barrier hither Musings take hold of my existence Unsure whether I am an individual or a species Do I contain contradictions in these multitudes In a universe beyond my window As the Lady of Shalott confronts a curse That created and destroyed humanity The galaxies in my mind collide Is this a paraphernalia of conquests or cobwebs Stories that now seem tales from Aesop's fables Is it a plague or mere laziness of an empty mind But is the mind really empty or just plagued by dirt I watch an old shadow beside the creek Beneath my skin blood crawls being aware The hooded shadow claims to be death But it laughs at me in cacophony "Haven't you been close to me so often When you were a kid who couldn't stop taking risks Were you afraid of me then? No. You sought pleasure in defying me And here after so many years you shiver I enjoy your helplessness but not much Powerless without my contender consumed by life Yet the signs of life are dismal enough Don't you see I am death and you are life But we are quite similar to each other We are the laws that create and sustain each other You knew all this when you were a kid Do humans grow up to be nascent Ah! How they create and control technology The universe pours them wine of illusive power Alluring beliefs that none so great ever existed I see, you too are getting filled Up to the brim by this vicious trap" Death mocks at my shallowness Leaving me dumbstruck and bewildered And here I had ceased to remember That I exist as the smallest atom of magic In the universe of continuity until one day I need to defy my existence when I perish But my musings would remain Echoing through the wind Surpassing lands with enormous waves Merging into Aurora from the peaks The worlds of illusions and realities With the contradictions that make them To realize that death is not fatal It is the celebration of a journey Perhaps Napoleon would have thought this too Or Ashoka would have embraced truth once he knew I wonder if these thoughts are the echoes Of great minds that had once existed here forth Reaching out to my insomniac mind When the frequencies collide with my insanity There is a celebration in another galaxy But I will join it once I have celebrated this carousal I exist at both sides of the window At twilight my sword clings on the edge I start, I end, I continue till infinity I am an individual, I am my species I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live.. May 11, 2020 Winner: HM