Death is lighter than life
Bound in the matrix
Of life’s miseries
Tear-heavy eyes
Mirror everyday shackles

An aching fragile mind
Buried under shadows of despair
Joins the stream of history
And pines for the other world
In its effort to silence life

Tired lifeless winds fall silent
A quiet calm descends
With the approaching darkness
The solitary candle-flame
Destined to die
Flickers bright one last time.

Neither body nor mind
Not even the soul
Wince under the weight
Of lifelessness
For, death is lighter than life.