Define

Death is a poem written by the

strange tides of inevitability and

dragged to shores of randomness

in a bid to swallow life. Life is the

auto-tuned song of profoundness,

shrunken and shriveled into a

gazillion nerves, synaptic raptures,

captured by the mediocrity of

being human. Humanity tends to

glide over the obvious ignominy

of ignorance, huddled in a race along

the non-orientable surface that is

pitifully infinite. Infinity strikes the

tepid gong of silence, ushering a

solemn vow of the beyond, craving

nothing but an end to the insanity of

love. And love is...