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