May be some years later
All around it will be dark
I will lose my way and
Being weak I may not walk
May be I will feel short of
Breathe and take some rest
May be reaching home in this
World I cease to be a guest
My game will be over with
All sweet memories are gone
In the shed of a lonely tree
My body will be abandoned
Sunrise and sunset will no
More give me love and peace
I will live in a vacant zone
Without any need or wish
No one will be there to
Finish my unfinished song
Draped in a dark cloak of
Time to no one I will belong
A [poignant terribly honest and lonely ruse on death…..fascinating and artfully penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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