After The End - Poem by Amitava Sur
Once when my life will end
What will happen then?
How shall I be remembered
Amongst the mourners around me?
Will the sun be shining then
Or there will be rain,
Will they be praising me
Or give me a look with shame.
Will they be mourning with rose and wreaths in hand
Or they will be exhaling with a shy of great relief.
With shuffling thoughts and scores of doubts
I find myself in a shamble at last.
Suddenly I could hear - from deep inside my core
Wisdom of words were emanating - out from the soul.
They hit me so strong and deep
I had to take the following steps:
Don't do any wrong thing right from this moment
And no ill feeling in myself at the point of death,
Leave it in the Future's hand as how it will choose
Let the soul be clear at least from the conscience of myself.
Amit ava (11.01.2014)
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