If death climbs on me,
Cry me not,
Mourn me not,
Pamper me not,
Showcase me not,
Coz'
All shows
Here 'we're for you, for some days'
I need not,
Rather,
Need void gatherness
Jus bury with violets.
Deep
More deep
Down the earth.
To grasp my inner peace.
Pardon my mistakes.
Ho! That's plenitude.
Yes! I know
I'm endless, real and enough.
Yes! I know
You would've miss me.
Yes! I know
I'm replaceable.
Yes! Im damn sure
You need me.
But for some days...
Ms.S.Durga M.A., M.Phil.,
Assistant Professor of English.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem