All those sleepless nights,
Giving me tough fights,
It's an unbearable pain,
Doctors finding no gain.
Lying on de grave bed,
My final wish turned red,
De eyes filled with tears,
It's for almost 23 years!
Medicines is what around,
Shrieks of unseen wounds,
I'm quite short of breath,
Hearing whispers of Death!
My Reflexes is what lost,
Mind seems pretty frost,
Spinal cord once broken,
Nervous system choken!
My soul acts as a statue,
I can't stir like a plateau,
Still fought like a beast,
To remove painful leash!
Lips dried like a vampire,
Blotchy skin all transpire,
Hopes moves on a saddle,
Can't win this last battle!
Euthanasia, Self-Sacrifice,
Not a thing, I dreamt of,
This isn't an end of inning,
But a phase of Beginning!
It's the time for me to go,
Passing all highs & low's,
I'll definitely return as a
New character, as new soul.
Though, I waited too long,
To sing that melody song,
There's is no end to agony,
Death, de ultimate harmony!
- By Raj Kashyap…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Euthanasia is a tricky issue.It is not easy to decide even if the patient begs for it.
That's True Ma'am 😊