I am burning incessantly
the end appears to be nearing
the energy levels are dying down
sublimation of the body fearing
the soul though has no abode
permanently to stay there
but the existing address is in me
and then to anonymity shall near
I breathe hard to remain alive
but the strength keeps diminishing
my aspirations are young enough
but my actions are retreating
I too have a ticking countdown
to remain in this materialistic earth
and when the counter reaches zero
my existence shall become unheard
yes, we all are a feeble naught
that can be easily wiped off
whether we do good or bad
the life is always written off
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