I like the word
These days
It is beautiful to hear
With a sense of completion
Relief from pain
Associated questions
Moments of uncertainty
The end is now
And nothing matters any more,
Why someone had the cancer cured
With fifty lakhs of rupees, in cash
While other stayed in pain
With what life had on offer
One a spirited fighter, a brave survivor
Other a departed soul
RIP nevertheless
Death equals all
A certainty as never before,
Rest in peace
From what could not be
And thoughts
That torment shall no longer.
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