Elegy To Myself
Elegy To Myself


All those years of wishes, craving, feelings
Of wanting disappear without shadows
But weeping and loud wailing on a brick bed
is what remains
In grave with companies of worms and
Gentle termite
Tears fall like spring water on my face
Tears from men of colours in black suits
s
inging chorus of we love you but the
Messiah loves you more
Love! That, they never share
Love, I never knew
My life's journey was like a tempest
Falling and crashing without reaching safe
Harbour
And laughter made of fiction
Only dreadful dreams come true
The heartily wishes never come through
Losing fate in life
Then death comes to take me
To the place of my dream – In the grave