St@rt T!ll Stop

 St@rt t!ll stop..

 Life is a beautiful lie
Stuffed and garnished with dream
Bumbling and rumbling in idyllic satire
Knowing that it always makes a shift!!

Harvesting the goals with maim
Playing replaying yet no rewind
At times strict striking vivid or ruth..

Death is an absurd truth
That stays infront to remind
To sculpt our days the sort we aim
Letting life to be spent in thrift!!

Before penitence and petition make us retire
With tormenting extertion flowing as stream
Unlatching the soul, unescorted by our bly..

Between the unforeseen arrival!

And the unwelcomed departure!

Time always wigwags so mature

Upholding its linear appraisal..!