On Death
All above thats above the sky green,
I wish, you understand what I mean
Under this immense earth,
From the day since my birth
On this world
All thats straight & curled
Only my eyes,
Besides my cries
Upon the painful sighs
And the tears travelling down my face,
One after another, to win the race,
These looking your image,
After the heart breakage
Remembering all the care
And, what I used to share,
Those ecstatic moments
And hilarious events
I wish, you would hope
Indeed; you are my only hope.
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