In the End

In the end we all

Go the same way

Eyes closed tight

Nose cottoned up

Hands folded

Nicely on the chest

As people speak

So warmly with love

Where were they

When I needed them

But then sometimes it’s

Better to be mute

Let world shed tears

And throw some mud

As the coffin is lowered

In the ditch

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar