Last Journey Poem by SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

Last journey



It is burning before me

Where I have stayed and played

It’s burning before me with wood as wood.

Flames are high and low

From my burning body

Watching this and thinking back to my past

some thing funny they are

What a small amount of air

that dominated the days of mine

How many trifles and quarrels

in the days of it’s life

How many relatives and foes

In it’s régime in this world

Tears affection and lust on sex

Where they are? And

What they are?

In this session of my inquiry

A light of mercy nears to me and

Hold me with it to it’s world of glee

My travel continues there and

crossing many universes on our way