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Testament

Testament

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“Hold the angel of death...just hold the lash for few breaths...

Let my pen craft a few more testaments...

A few more resentment...

A few more tormenting sentence...


The sentence...

Of survival...The quantum of flimsy solace... Is about to reach to destined place...

Don't you know I am relax before you as death unfolded itself many a times in my inner space....

Nothing you are but an order of exoneration...


Do not think of fear in heart as my soul passed through several restorations...

Apprehensions, perplexity, bewilderment and moist on face is not because of you...

I wish you could see the tormenting hue...

Ohhh! the Angel of dark grave...


Don't think I am naive,

Call me not unpretentious but more conscious I am...

Hideous may be your face for others, but I am enchanted by your attire

As it is better than my surroundings insidious satire...


Stratagem, rhythm and perturbation of my conscience,

Understand them as nobody acknowledge my confession and surmise...

Oscillation resisted, trembling legs persisted to walk..

Solemnly grinning the ambling, black feathered Hawk...


Ohhh!!..Merchants of my sovereignty, my integrity and nomadic desires...

Thou be blessed as my companion is a truth but not a worldly liar..

Red silky carpet the symbol of accolades about to wrap around...

Crimson shore of thirst with grey cloud making inaudible sound...


Here do I rest, perhaps it is the best..

Accept my surrender as nothing left to utter...

Wrap me in your shroud..

Again make yourself feel proud...


Surprise not on my smugly sarcastic smile..

As no intention to defile...

Just don't feel lost..

Trust me I love you most..


Aggregate my every gravel..

Now just make this knot unravel....

And start the final,true and destined travel..."



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