Leaving footseps

The reality of death which overcomes us and withers us sooner or later...

I hear the footsteps,
I here it again and again ,
Persuing some destiny,
I assume that it seems,
To the far ends it meets ,
Footsteps that unfold time,
Within its parametres,
It fossicks to where destiny takes,
For now and tomorrow,
Footsteps leave in sway,
It pilches my ears ,
Now I don't care for the footsteps,
Far they have gone ,
No i don't really care ,
I can hear them only,
I do also have my own

Author's Note

Is it thoughtful?

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

Footsteps of death haunt us always. Nicely expressed.

[Muteen]

The journey of human being is very short.Each passing moment we all see the subtle reality of life by contemplating upon the aspect of death .