A stream of gloom in tow
The sun mellows in twilight
Colours of my life are as if fading
As if circle of life has turned fully
I wait pensively, with all grief,
Free from delusions and belief.
Each one - dear - left one by one
I am alone - only alone to mourn.
Finally, all organs loosen bit by bit,
No one obeys my command.
I contemplate a meek surrender,
Life-war in its final hours
I eagerly wait with strong belief.
With your pardon, I will get relief.
I am ready for the final date with life,
Your touch will make me only serene.
Let me have a deep sleep with sigh,
Away from affections and ties.
For a peaceful and eternal journey
Where humans get rid of tyranny
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