The Gift

Wrappers of innocence and naivety

Enveloped my significance, my nudity.

Delivered unto the world, from anonymity

My cries shattered the tranquillity.

In gratefulness, for their bounty,

My parents sang praises of the Divinity.

Long paths have I traversed ever since

Curiously chasing the wonders of the world, in sprints

The bliss of innocence dimmed; pubescence took hints

Passionately pursuing dreams and whims

Some of those trails, were they jinxed

A few paths of course were illuminated, by the wins.

I galloped valiantly, and at times, paraded patiently

Along the route came friends and family

Ravines and interludes, we navigated smoothly

Monsters and witches we fought dauntlessly

Tokens of love tendered endearingly

We basked in the glory of our legacy blissfully.

Dearest kinsfolk, may your lives be exalted

I am wearied; my senses have faded

I am satiated, as I have feasted

All I want, is to be rested

To the Almighty, for salvation I pleaded

As the gift of death eluded.