Wednesday, September 5, 2007

aashim - poem on death -

If I die,

sound no death knell.

or regret, decry

this fate and dwell

just for me

just for me.

I plead with you

to test emotions

quivering and askew.

I leave

I leave...

Instant and sudden


the silent and sullen.

To an end

To an end

I scream.

A pinch.


from this dream.

a Dream?

a Dream!

a dream I Scream

flailing free

just as I see

you lying

dead to me.

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