One day
I was alive
I had children and a  wife.
I worked and ******
I used to smile
Walked more than a mile.
I ran
In search of a bit of fun.
One day
I was alive
I thought   my life would be eternal
Full of love and emotion.
Strength and energy
Faraway from any allergy.
Young and strong
Singing, dancing all day long.
I didn't care about
Their right or wrong.
One day.
I was among you
I was not your foe.
Now I am done
Everything has gone
Stop crying
I hate your fake mourning.

This is a story
That needs to be told
Of the men and the women
For whom the bell tolls
They fought to the last
‘Gainst our numerous foes
The names no longer
Called on nominal rolls
Are our brothers and sisters
For whom the bell tolls

Late after midnight
Sitting
With  an imaginary quill
In hand
Stroking keys to form
What earlier today
I hadn't planned.
As I ponder,
The end state of all
In this material realm
Falling victim
To entropy
Which is the inch worm that,
With each second's movement,
Is munching the very essence
Of both, you and me.
Entropy at birth's beckoning
Is set in motion for all,
From miniscule microbe
inside our bodies
To the far - flung massive, invisible stars
That would boggle the mind,
In the end, the physical
Is swallowed whole,
Wherein the essence
Of what is, is measured
By the residue each entity
Sentient or not,
Leaves behind.

A heart that doesn't beat love
Is nothing
but a woeful hut.

Our life has been marred
By birth and death.
Be and not to be.
Love your life.
It's simply
made up of
Arrial and departure.
We come today
To leave tomorrow.
Enjoy your day
Your tomorrow
Is someone else  day.
If you know how to be now
You will never ask why and how.

Life is a game.
If you were not taught
Its rules.
You would be caught
By its rulers.
Life is a shame!
Having no exact name.
We were not born to be the same.
Don't ask me
Why our hearts got lame.
Your rules made our days the same.