After Guardian ( …. It was my destiny to live long.
Ten years of cancer
Struggle with drive and alone,
At times with rumination
in corner with lymph nodes,
Doctors’ notes on prescription
With chemo, death chasing me
Slow and steady, fear running
Across, eating me alive.
Death chasing me down
Not knowing that equally
With vigor and will I am
Fighting back; Death chasing
Me down ;with a warning
My days are numbered.
My deaths every minute
unfulfilled like lines
extending in artists’ sketch
unabated sill; desires,
ageless norms, debts
and unsolved mysteries,
death chasing me down,
death on its adamant
steps giggling at me
me , reciprocating
with a reconciliatory
smile, embrace sleep.
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