Tuesday, 29 November 2011
"THE FINAL MINUTE OF MY SURVIVAL”
Still there is an awful lot to learn,
Its the Almighty whom I mentally summon,
To express all anxiety thats still suppressed.....
All the laughters ended in tears,
Still I am not afraid of this lethargic situation.
This is the final time I adore His creation,
Tonight after death becomes mine, I have no other fears....
Just a few minutes more,
Then my beetling eyelashes, I shut for ever..
And surrender my vexed body to the eternal slumber..
All my fame would then lie buried under the dead floor.....
At my death bed I have none as my rival,
My undone work would be done by some inspired lad..
My soul fares all well before leaving this vile world,
"For this is the final minute of my survival".....
__ABHISHEK RATH.
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