Death, The Destiny Poem by Usman Hanif

when the death breaches
the walls of flesh;
the blood gushes
through the veins
spreading the joy
among the nerve cells
to arm themselves
to ready themselves
to experience...
the ultimate orgasm
to engross in the cause
to attain the maximum
pleasure of the pain;
that the death has come to...

the muscles twitch in joy
the eyes bulge out
the tongue rolls
and the gritting teeth
cut upon the tongue
to disconnect the language
of pain from the flesh...
All celebrate the news
that the death has come...

even the life sits back
serenely enjoying the orgy
of the celebration
that it's destined to...
The pain screams in joy
that the death has come...

camphor smells all around
and its rich aroma
opens even the single pore
of the flesh...
and the life flies away
so calmly, announcing
that the death has come...

06-10-2008