Death Bed

The death that was calling,

Surrounded by the darkness that was prevailing;

I wished to be back to the world,

But everything was already furled.

Hours I waited for someone to help,

Pain in my eyes every time I yelped;

I yelled as much as I could,

But there was no one as long as I stood.

A happy life dwindled,

And I could not get it mended;

Everything just seemed like a dream,

But it was much more than it seems.

I had everything that I wanted,

But see how unlucky I was to be daunted ;

The happy hours did not last long,

There was no place where I belong.

In the death bed that I lie now,

I never dreamt of this anyhow;

I wish if I could escape this wrack,

And take everything back to track.