In his diary…..
A strange wish for him, never to be born
yet had all the moment of wish fulfilled
all aspects, in fullest ray and rapture.
Tea and tea party, wine and dance
merry and theatre, movies and retrospect
Occasional with moves sudden and secret.
No regrets, no death wish, not a day
Of gruesome thought to end his life
Ordained by God, thanks too to parents;
The philosopher in him sat by night
more for rumination, as he aged,
interpreted life’s purpose for a mode
constructive and congenial,
hours more for charity and donation,
spent more time for lost and run.
Final stages are in his diary punctual ,
Clarity and remorse prevailed,
all only for a day, peaceful and bright.
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