Imminent Breakdown Poem by Gagan Khurana

I am not a standard deviation but a drifter chose to take a stroll on a desolate lane.
No matter how hard I try in my pursuit, but fails each time.
So when I will stuck with death, I will gasp for my last,
but my last word will remain untold and I will slowly relinquish under the folds of time,
find a nice place to repose in its envelope like the flower wits and eventually surrender to the fruits of time.

Gagan..