Reality Of Life Poem by Shahzada Imtiaz Ali

Just a few puffs of air, so slight to share,
A vast realm of ideas, beyond all compare;
The dreams and all woes, which silently grow,
But death, it arrives with a powerful blow.
Blood, water, and oxygen, a frame made of meat,
Here ends, and the spirit will gently retreat.
A few breaths of being, then nothing is left,
A few final gasps, holding true to the self.

Dr. Shahzada Imtiaz Ali
10th April 2015