The Last Flight,May be

It was a long flight,
I just stopped to quench my thirst.

Trapped!
I can’t fly,
It’s looked just like water,
but was a traitor.

The container,with me diving inside,rose up,
Alas! I was plunged into next container,
as in a waterfall,hitting my head badly.

I somehow managed to escape the clutches of the blender,
Sigh!I lost my legs but still alive.

Deceived.
Troubled.
Tortured.

Now,on my deathbed,I wish for life,
idiotically for saying a goodbye to my dear ones,but,
as the timer of the oven displays a zero,you’ll hear my death bell.

Will you hear that?
No,your senses will be locked on the colorful garnish over it!

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