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

midst

the silent and sullen.


To an end


To an end


I scream.


A pinch.

Awake

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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