Ending Steps Poem by shakti shetty

This skin will nest maggots on end
No sign of me stays through long
My breath won’t kick dust, no more
Within it will move death inward?
Who was I ever to smell soil?
Besides the token name I’ve got
Few drops of cry won’t last!
And some words of tales, lost
Under this cloud I had moved by
Sucked in air and warmth of light
Seen some dreams in dark night
Loved some, hated few all in life
May I’ll never return back in sight
May I’ll never see my face
May this stays the longest time
I’ve ever thought I could make!