I used up all my life, so I am calling in Dead. (From Womb to Tomb)

Friends are there when the weather is fair, Kin will be there, when you provide the fare Passions and bonds will shift as time goes by Truth hides in silence, but you see the lie You live in this world for just a while. Like a pilgrim you ascend the mountain, Barren and desolate lies the pinnacle of your folly Lonely and lost you slither into the valley. Drifting in the fields you embrace the daffodils. A celestial dance to the end of life’s ills Life has no meaning sans the existentialist angst, Sing, dance and be merry as long as you exist. Death makes no promises, so do not tarry Life has kidnapped you with its great white lie Purpose is an illusion that adds to the confusion But death will set you free to embrace the dark consciousness. Ponder in the cool, damp tomb, bereft of all pain and intrusion Meditate that all fame and wealth was in vain Embracing the grim reaper with love ends all the delusion –Vinay--Cosmic Philosophy-