Death is a Point of No Return

"Point of no Return" ************************************************************** Death is a "Point of no Return" Labouring with his flagging wings to fly, Like lame lark he soars above cotton clouds During the day and night to reach the sky As with invisible wings he`s endowed; It`s his soul quitting his bodily frame That lying abed for some woeful weeks With sustained stretch of stinging pains aflame Now to part away is yearning to seek; Afflicted to very core with heart ailment Rescue has reached a point of no return, With his closest of kin torn with lament And his spouse expressing deepest concern; Half alive half dead, gazing at he sky He appears living in another world, Silent and speechless with no sigh, his eyes Dipped in some distant dreams are nearly curled. Death is implacable and knows no bound, When knells for us our final divine bell Like yellow autumn leaves we kiss the ground And to smoothen its will no tale to tell. Simple folks or monarchs, vassals or lords At their journeys` end kneel before its shrine And to cajole it just cannot afford Nor to sidestep its smashing sizzling shine Death, indeed, is a point of no return It respects neither caste nor creed nor rank And allows not to make any U- turn Nor does it permit any playful pranks.