Death Witnessed Poem by amol lanke

(A poem written by soul of 80 years wealthy person post death)

Weak was getting my memory, body used to ache in pain,
Over the life I was completed bless with fulfillment and gain.

There in Hospital lay my body, the soul stood apart,
I had already started journey towards heavens depart.

The soul was still loitering for long time back on the earth,
Not ready to quit habitat of family and viscious circle of birth.

At my funeral I had witnessed all my near and dear,
Some with tear, some with my properties distribution fear.

In the journey of long tunnel I could witnessed a glowing Light,
I thanked the four shoulders who pushed me to witness this sight.

Entire lifes movie joy and sorrow ran at back of my mind,
I held no regrets due to me always been helpful and kind.

I left behind everything, my mercedes, rolex and villa at cuffe parade,
Fruitless was lifes run as nothing could be taken with in the final parade.

I was decorated with photoframe, covered with flowers and icense stick,
Shortly all will forget my grief, as memories over time get faint and weak.

The time of India read the next day a condolence article,
And I just merely now existed on 2*4 size paper particle.