Thou can't defeat I !

Life lived dying minutes and seconds
Death becomes so dear
Life offered nothing but a series of pains
with joy a little short

All times it was a dungeon
pleasures ....... a few
desires were so ripe
but never could I feed them all

Life...... a chain of sorrows
I remained fraught
like a dead barbecue chicken -
rolled over and over again receiving fiery wrath

Life toppled me, battered and slaughtered me
but as a stoic I faced it all
in the hope that
at least once I may defeat her

And now is the time
when death by me
I say to her
you played a lot
look I have an answer for you
where you no longer enslave me

I ...... embracing death
finally happiness in my eyes
tell you that
though destroyed,
thou can't defeat I.

(C) Gorakhnath Gangane.
Dec. 2011.