The Last Ride
When in a coffin young man lay as a whole
and then to satisfy curiosity,i ask
What is body and where is soul?
But to burry him deep is the next task
The last Gathering to see the splendours of dead man
and then again,slowly i ask in the heart
what is fame and where is the name?
Sooner from the eyes he has to depart
The tears and screams will dissolve in the time
and then something last,i have to ask
What is your's and where is mine?
it is the moment that burns the mask
Death indeed has swallowed his pride
How stupendous yet painful is his last ride
12-05-2023
For Sonnet poetry contest
Sponsor:sotto poet
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