Torture Not Please Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Better to kill
But torture not, please.

O silent spectators,
Come on and see
And recite my poems
In your tongues.

Before going to meet
Final death, I want here
To hand over that are with me.

O men, come on and
Take the truth with you
For your own benefits.

The time is torturing me,
Take not advantage out of it.

The entire world
Is looking at me
What I am doing
And doing for whom.

I am dying gradually,
And prior to my final death
I want you to see the truth
In naked eyes
How I am dazzling
With my own light.

Accept and recognize,
Recognize and promote,
Promote and live,
Live a successful life.

Before death die not,
Before death kill not
By torture, dear.
Confront the truth
Bravely and realize
You can do nothing
But to face defeat.