Ashes to ashes..

“Tis the wink of an eye, ’tis the draught of a breath,
From the blossom of health to the paleness of death,
From the gilded saloon to the bier and the shroud-
Oh! why should the spirit of mortal be proud?” 
― William Knox
Ashes to ashes 
dust to dust
we all are made up from  this
and in them finally, we rest
we learn the lessons from the 
untrammeled thoughts in our 
in our resplendent minds and 
savor the ambrosial 
presence of the divine around us
We were conceived as a stardust 
and living on the edge
testing out limits
filled with ego and disgust
We create this shiny visage 
to flaunt and glimmer in
the darkest of the days
praying under our
bated breath
for the 
savior to come and
save our grace.
We are living
our life in a denial
turning our back to the truth and
rubbing the ashes of 
anger, hurt and pain
on our soul
making it so
impure and vile.
We built our empires
great cities and 
magical towns
crushing and crumbling the 
the hopes of the
lesser and  
downtrodden ones
Running blindly towards this
blinding light 
and try to cheat the death
a lifetime spent in denial 
and mistrust.
Conceived as a miracle
and living on the
edges of desires and fame
No matter
how much you  
run and hide
you will be returned 
to ashes 
and the same.
Photo by Kunj Parekh on Unsplash

27 thoughts on “Ashes to ashes..

  1. It doesn’t matter what our stations in life, we come and go the same. A friend of mine wrote a song that I have recorded and in it there is a line that describes how he sees a Bagman…. “but in the end, there’s no distinction, the Bagman and I, go out the same”… your piece just reminded me of that song.

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