Narrow To Blocked(His Last Split Seconds) Poem by divij b.c

A few more seconds, a few more feelings.
A few more breaks of alternate breathing.

He could live till tommorow if he can, let him do so.
Or if he wants to end it today, let it be so.

No one wants to end it,
but only if they could see what would those seconds bring and what all they will see.

Its just till that moment,
where it can all be foreseen.

The play and the actors were all to be concieved, frozen and sent back to the eternal peace.