Death— <br />The ultimate end of life. <br /> <br />I know <br />This is no revelation. <br /> <br />It’s common knowledge <br />We are born to die. <br /> <br />Yet so tempting <br />Are all the pains and pleasures <br />Of this journey called life, <br /> <br />That even when we reach <br />Our destination <br />We refuse to alight. <br /> <br />Like we clutch at <br />A shattered plank of hope <br />To keep afloat <br />While drowning in <br />An ocean of despair <br /> <br />We want to hold on to life. <br /> <br />So soothing and tempting <br />Is this symphony called life <br />—A motley medley— <br /> <br />That even when we know <br />This record will be shelved <br />In the archive of existence <br />—In a vault called grave— <br /> <br />We want it to keep playing <br />Rewinding…Replaying.<br /><br />asma bahrainwala<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-a-temptation/
