MEMORIES ON DEATH BED

Ohǃ What a Life, God given small life

Where I was and what I was

My days have gone and I am outdated

I am helpless to move, as like earlier ǁ

I am on the bed with my memories switched on

My thoughts go back

Only memories remain

I have to console myself with my memories ǁ

I am not a man like a man earlier

My days have gone as my age rolled away

I can’t keep track of all my memories

Ohǃ God, what to do ǁ

I have to live like this

I know, it is the same thing for all humane

Its life, life and at last only memories remain

What I can do in my rest of life ǁ

I have to see and enjoy my family people

My products and proto-type are like me

The hereditary is good to keep going

Life is like this for everybody’s life ǁ

My hopes live to breath and breath

I am not active, but my thinking is active

I may not be moving, but my ideas are moving

People ask me the suggestions and blessing ǁ

Days are rolling like a rocket speed

People are growing

Children are glowing

I have to see and feel myself happy ǁ

Friends and colleagues never turn up to see

They are busy in their own life

Age may not be permitting them to visit me

It’s a life for all, like a life like me ǁ

I am lucky to see two generations in my life

It’s an honor that the God blessed me

I am happy to this extent, that I am alive

The God is great, that His blessing showered on me ǁ

Each day is a bonus life

I am happy that I am in this world

I pray God, to give me good health

The rest of my life, I pray you God ǁ

The life is life

The world is world

The Nature is great

We are from this Nature

We will go back to Nature’s fold ǁ

It is sure one will vanish sooner or later

The lifestyle is a gift from the God

The cycle of birth and death is a system of Nature

Old water to go, new water to come ǁ

O What a Life, God given small life

I am on the bed with my memories switched on

I am not a man, like a man earlier

I have to live like this //

I have to see and enjoy my family people

My hopes live to breath and breath

Days are rolling like a rocket speed

Friends and colleagues never turned up to see //

I am lucky to see two generations in my life

Each day is a bonus life

O What a Life, God given small life

The Life is Life, one has to live and go ǁ

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