Unwelcomed guest

 How wise a person could be ?

To know his own demise.

To see himself naked with all his virtues and vice

Why one always seeks to be nice?

To avoid confrontations maybe.

But why we are hiding from it?

Knowing the fact that it will inevitably come to us.

Knocking at our doorsteps.

It might seem dangerous.

But remember it was always with us.

We sent him to exile.

For our own greedy appetite.

Someday it will be his turn to redeem.

By making us eternally asleep.

But there would have been no need to worry.

If we would have invited him.

There's something he wanted to say.

On which we don't agree.

We are always in hurry.

To dismantle his worries.

Eventually burying everything we don't agree.

But we fail to see.

Happiness and glee beneath his disguise.

Which he himself don't realize.

The pious hidden deep within us .

So enticed by our roles.

We forget to look at all the stories and prose.

Which liberates us from the lands of unknown.