Before I Die................ Poem by lalitha iyer

Before I die
I want to meet you
like a kid
aching to touch
the toys in rows
along the market windows

Before I die
I want to touch you
with the soft hands
of a touch me not plant
a last touch that shall end me up
a last attempt to die in somebody's cup.

Before I die
I want to tell you
that you are my dawns
and dusks and dreams
I was with you all these years
and I grew up with those hours
when I was inhaling your pours

Before I die
I wish I could hold
that moment when I could see
in your looks the golden glee
that make my existence sure
and life immortal and pure
to ashes into the real pyre
into the flames of consuming tear...........