Till I Die Poem by Mohit Sharma

'Heard this quite often but never ever tried,

‘life is too short, just go n live it high.'



almost fallible that urged to be rectified,

wish to live life being unalike, till I die…



imaginations to be freed, ideas to let fly,

dreams to be ignited and passions to diversify.



egos to stand buried, sorrows to be dried,

wish to quench life's thirst wholly, till I die…



the past has gone, the future stands fade

on the canvas of life, my existence is yet to be laid.



goals to be achieved even before that last try,

wish to comprehend life's gist once, till I die…



the unknown fear of mine needs to be cured,

want to play my music once, to listen that 'galore roar'



wants to cultivate my literary sprouts,

before those clouds of thought gone dry,



wish to relive those childhood dreams again,

...before I finally shut my eyes.'




-unboundmohit (c)