In the time bygone and the time to come,
I am waiting for none.

For those who find me still,
For those who are entangled with me,
For those who loathe me,
You are a mundane affair.

For those who deceit me,
For those who lie me,
For those who feel I should die
You are an extinguished fire.

You are an anesthetized dead body.

Truly
Abinash