The death Bed

Have you ever wondered?

How does it feel when you are on your death bed?

Not only the body lies down unconsciously


The mind functions vigorously

with all the emotions

With all the pain of departure

How it might feel?

When the ghost of your unfulfilled desires teases you

When the ghost of your wrong deeds curses you

When the pain of not doing that you should have exactly done, makes you regret

When the pain caused to your beloved, ruins your death heart

When you dont get to say goodbye

Even when it’s repeating inside your head

When your heart is heavier with pain


You have to go

Because god has called

One by one


Now its your turn

The angels of heaven have already come, ringing the death bell

And ,

You are given the last drop of water

That feels like ocean to you

You are colored

You are full of flowers

That supressed you with, like a big rock

Then you are fired

With nothing in your hands

You have become a space dust

Even your own flesh becomes the soil

You are left with nothing, just emptiness

You are the soil that is blown with a slow breeze of air

The only thing left is

love that was expressed

The memories you made

That not even death can ever break.


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