There’s an instant
In man’s life clock,
Nudges held distant
Thus to take stock,
Of his ebbing time
The gods but mock,
His maturing soul
Would incite mind,
To divest his whole
Of accumulated finds,
While then given bold
Hence till fate decrees blind,
To adversely admit hedging old!
You’ve no need to wonder,
you just wait your turn…
If one could live forever
Might this hold being free,
Or confuse so the measure
Of a wishful thinking spree,
Else be of bent mind clever
The while deny bid’s plea,
To objurgate a moot debate
On life spans short decree,
By the gods of fixing fate
Who exact this mortal fee,
On mankind destined state
Beckons thus eternal sleep,
Tho beg delay expiry date
We’ve to exit existence’s keep,
Lest this life should be forever!
One wants believe
All we’ve achieved,
Would but forever
Live and breathe,
That fate abide
We share the lot
With those in need,
Thus to subscribe
In mindful cause
Be worth’s provide,
Before a last goodbye!
Poetry on a Canapé 