The Final Destination Poem by Jinnuraine Jaigirdar

One day time will lose speed,
Rough river will bow to the sea weed;
There will be a steady pause in breathing,
Angry desert storm, will be screaming;
There will be no time for dreaming,
Even the consciousness will be deeming.

All our work will be dedicated to the horizon,
A permanent stoppage will befall on imagination;
All the power will be exhausted,
Absolute state will be captured;
The heartbeat will be caught in error,
There will be a trembling of terror.

Conclusion will appear silently on that day,
The strength will be spoiled in the play,
Terrible consequences will display;
Destiny will come standing at the door,
The final destination implore in the core,
The soil cavity is a unique destination to shore.