Death Poem by Saroj Padhi

Death is lurking everywhere
like a familiar shadow tiptoeing
behind the body, off and on
at every twist and turn
waiting for the opportune moment to strike
when life does breathlessly burn-
in the fire of desires to scale new peak
and create in the white heat of passion
something that would endure
and beyond time, turn everyone on
as leaves fall like virtues,
trees vanish like a pack of dreams
and the impudent dare plod on
not knowing that it's always time
this world to shun
and emboldened by the shadows
love being entranced by every wind
blowing from eternity
and be ready without any plans
for sudden return!