abhimanyu kumar.s Poems
I Was Dead
I had my dinner and
Slept around 10 of night
After a couple hour or so
I found myself dead
Ya, I was dead
My body had become motionless
Eyes shut, hands erect
What about my dreams and aims
All gone, all shattered
Man, I was dead
Possibly burn, bury and ashes
Suddenly I heard someone shouting
Idiot get up! it's 7 of morning
If you want to know the truth
I was sleeping.
I struck the board and cried,
No more! I will be in this paradise.
The paradise of Kumpa's and graves,
Having steady looks and shapes.
Those who have strained to build the nest,
The nest of Kumpa's from the west.
Melted their ideologies in the east,
Diminished the traditional laws in the east.