Death..!!

Creeping in the past,
I told her to wait,
And cherish some moments,
Before I walk through that gate;

Inhaling undying memories,
With whom I can’t part,
She cannot snatch away,
Those mystic junctures of past;

My victories and debacles
Seems hazy as she drags me
But a hand holds me firm
It's love that she can't see;

And as I dive in the cold,
A smile spreads across my face,
I know, I have conquered her,
As I’m leaving with a trace.