Dear Death!
You accompanied me the very day
I came out from mother's womb
Following me as a shadow of
mine…everywhere…every time
Parents would leave, family
would say goodbye
But you would be always with me
I am proud of you dear
death….to befriend you as a reliable one.
Having descended with this
selfish body
I have some parsimonious
requests to you
I have a few jocose kids
They would learn to ascend an
acclivity
They would dare to cross a
small blear brook
Their blossoms of dream would
start to bloom.
I have a decorous wife
She would see my resemblance in
her growing kids
And would be able to forget me
I have some convictions, they
would be rooted firmly
Some hopeful eyes are looking
toward me
They would be satiated.
The impure scars in my body
They would be swept away.
Once the warm rays of peace
twinkle in my land
The people beyond the power
center could enjoy it
In the dawn of blooming of
prosperity
May the people would believe on
toil and sweat for a better tomorrow!
In the time, the city jollying
in festival of lights
In the time, the remote village
would be thrilled in ancient dance
I would embrace you with a cute
smile.
I don't need anything more,
death!
During my long march to
eternity with you
May some strange eyes would filled
with tears in my departure!
In the alma-matar where I
learnt the first syllable
Pupils would tell my story
When the golden sun-beams would
be descending along the Himalayas
In one beautiful dawn of spring
Sooner or later, I don't care
I would surrender myself in
your embrace.
San-Sebastian, Spain
7 March, 2012
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