Dying An Everlasting Death - Poem by rajagopal haran
(This poem is by a prisoner condemned to death, waiting for the gallows the next morning)
City reflected in a mirror
Looking caged inside
Is a dream that appears outside
Is inside in reality
Being damned interminably
Have a few bare hours to live
Parrot in the cage
Confined to the concrete cubicle
Stand still oh moving spheres
Let the time cease to roll on
Making way to a perpetual night
Making the hours days and years
Dawn will turn to dusk
Drawing curtains on this drama
Soul shall fly from its captivity
Dissolving into its elements
Fools that laugh on earth
Shall weep in the hell
Is it the other way around?
As I am weeping from long ago!
Ruffling thro’ the memory lane
Heart bobs in the rib’s cage
Do I have anyone to love me?
And dropp a tear at the close of night!
Home sweet home
Far away out of my reach;
Pining for the hug of my children
Gasping for the kiss of wife
All are distant as Almighty
Sleeping eating walking and disputing
Have become aliens ever since
Pity my Lord as I repent
Help to save this distressed soul
Or can I percolate into oblivion?
Forgetting myself like others have done
Left is my shadow not substantial
The blow will end all
Dissecting the body from my soul
Body will turn sand so soon
Let me die with grief than live with shame
Without my wishing to go higher and higher
Jailer will elevate to the highest pedestal
With awful frown on the face so dark
At the gentle close of night
Hands are empty
Mind is empty
Heart is full with the grief of exit
Making yellow daisies out of my sight
Will there be a bridge
Through the moving air
Will God have mercy? Lest
I shall be plagued in hell.
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