Article Poem

DEATH

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The path once infested with thorns 

is now where dainty flowers outpoured as she sauntered 

Her body once convoyed by dejection 

is now held high , escorted by corteges 

The embellished and embroidered coffin laid there 

Concealing the indefinite bygone merciless days 

The last breath shrouded by uncanny mystery 

Strangely muddled , lowered down with the casket 

Stood the unscathed , pristine truth , rummaging for answers 

Abandoned once , now spurting with praises and honour 

Irony ? Yes, baffled by life 

The unsaid words artfully lost in an infinite , unrecognized dark shabby world . 

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