My whole life, I have longed for her,
I have seen people being scared,
Brave being afraid,
Giants shook, Goliaths trembling,
On slightest sight of her,
While I patiently waited for our meeting,
There she was crashing the lives of others uninvited,
As time passed, I became old, weak, and unattractive,
She became stronger and powerful,
Just when I gave up on meeting her,
I felt her hand on my back,
One which I was longing through ages,
The lady whom I thought I would never entice,
Has opened her arms for an embrace,
For my time has come, to meet my lady,
Death.