In the closet of night, up and close
Greeting death, I write my own obituary.
I looked back, though nothing beckoned
Not a crying face, no mourning soul.
I can see you standing rather so near
But you no more trigger fear deep within.
For I can no more fight my haunting dreams
I wish to be loose and free forever more.
Driven away by hate, consumed by fear
Unknowingly I was caught in your shadow.
I wondered if there's anything I could say
But then I was lost in nothingness inside me.
Scorned by all, my fellow mates and allies
I slowly shed the byes to emply spaces.
Gazed hard upon the stony face of my fate
A life is lost, just when it started to begin.
Death, I see you getting close every jiffy
Now I'm just too frail to turn and run.
No more I keep you bearing far and wide
Greeting you still I write my own obituary !!
2 comments:
FOR WHAT REASON R U TRYING 2 WRITE YOUR OBITUARY??ARE U DEPRESSED??BUT FOR WAT REASON???.......MAJAK KORCHILAM CHAR BAAD DE....ASOL KOTHAI ASI...UR POEM IS.........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOD.....INFACT FABULOUS....KEEP IT UP !!!!! DONT EVER STOP WRITING SUCH BEAUTIFUL POEMS....WISHING U ALL DA BEST FOR UR LYF AHEAD !!!! SANGEETA.
Was feeling alone, so came out my mind. Thnx 4 your support and wishes !!
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