Keen Competition

Keen competition is there, In between you and me, Between life and death, Between life and life, But not and never Death with death. We are both put to lose For this competition, For this, we fall, And no scope to rise. But we care not to Compete for an eternal And blissful life. The tragedy of time. More tragedy is that We are not pure in heart, We are not non-envious. The tragedy is that We are not able to live A life like a well-wisher To each other, we know, though, Nothing is ours and The ultimate truth- the death, Is in the centre.