rahul unnikrishnan

Rookie (06-05-1985 / Kerala, India)

Journey To The Devil - Poem by rahul unnikrishnan

it was my day,
my time had come at long last,
i was going on to pay,
for crimes and sins of long past.

i was pulled out of my body,
as if leashed on an invisible hook,
i felt no happiness and not at all moody,
for this was predictable eventhough many years it took.

i walk towards the gate forboding and huge,
where st peter stood smiling and waiting,
he opened a book and let out a deluge,
of everyting i did while is stood there hating.

listening to my own acts and thoughts,
for which i was now to beg repentance,
while my body in my grave rots,
i was here waiting for acceptance.

it was all finally over,
the book was closed and replaced at last,
st peter stood there looking me over,
i stood cowering like the wind on a mast.

he bore through me with his eyes,
i lowered my gaze to the ground,
i knew there was no escape with lies,
i had just myself to curse and pound.

he pointed to the gate of hell,
as i moved on not a bit disheveled,
there was no help anything i could tell,
i was already on my journey to the devil....

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  • (3/23/2016 9:55:00 AM)


    Zindagi to bewafa hain, Ek din dtukrayegi.
    Mouth mehbooba hain, Saath lekar jayegi!

    So, why do we cower from death? Just 'move on not a bit dishevelled'!

    Good poetry. Keep writing.
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  • (3/23/2016 9:51:00 AM)


    Zindagi to bewafa hain, Ek din dtukhrayegi!
    Mouth mehbooba hain, Saath lekar jaayegi!

    So why we cower from death? Just move on 'not a bit dishevelled'.

    Good poetry! ! Keep writing.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 28, 2006



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