Death knocked on my door,
Opened it, forgetting to look through the key hole,
There She stood as white as snow,
Looking through Her sharp eyes was itself a blow.
She cast her all knowing spell,
With such a voice that I fell,
The beautiful smile gave away the power She held,
Breaking the notion that I was primed and prepared.
There was lull before the pain,
But once struck, it made me insane,
Entire life passed through an instant,
I had nothing to repent.
I was burnt in an instant,
But rose like a phoenix the next moment,
Cleansed, I flew to my next stay,
While She searched for her next prey.