The Last Letter Poem by Aman Biswas

I could see the flame die,
With every puff of smoke that slowly faded from sight,
It died little by little, slowly and yet holding onto itself,
Latching itelf to whatever it could find .

The night dawned upon me
My bedside covered with dim light
The light slowly vanishing as i lay
Life slowly ebbing away

There was nothing i could do
Nothing but smile
Not cry, never to cry again
Holding onto my memories

As i continued down the path of death
Which seemed like a mile
For every second turned into an hour
And every minute seemed like serenity

As i neared the edged
My heart breaks began to mend
I felt happy
The smile that i forced began to make itself real

The life began to run out of me
I had no strength left
To hold onto it
No one to hold onto me

The sorrowful tale of a life
Turned into a joke as i tripped
As i blinked, my mind laughed within
I was happy,
I was happy to be going away
To spend darkness in eternity
Seemed like bliss, i closed my eyes
Without my will to guide me

I Felt free
I felt relieved
I embraced
I rejoiced
I sighed
I cried
Leaving only but a trace
Of me behind.