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I have never had a wishlist to be accomplished for I fear what if I die
undone or half-done
that is in between and they only bury
my body while my soul gets
stuck amid leaving and staying
and keeps on lingering there forever.
Nonetheless, before I take my last breath,
I want to write poems in mountains
and about mountains;
I want to spend nights watching
oceans sitting under the serene sky
and listen to their late night
conversations with sparkling stars
till dawn to quench my lengthiest
quest of knowing whether the moon actually meets the sun even for a nanosecond and if it does,
I want to know the least thing
that any lover can carry for its beloved.
I want to fall in love just a moment
before I die for I have learnt that love and heartbreak are complements
and I fear heartbreak but don't wish it
either to restrain my heart from
feeling an emotion of which
even Gods have chanted melodies of.
However, I want to be someone's last love,
the one whom he dies loving
and loves even after he dies
for I fear dying in someone's heart
more than the death itself.
And as I lie down in my deathbed,
I want to pass on all my earnings
to this needy universe for
I don't want to die absolutely even
when I'm dead but wish them to
keep me alive rather than getting
vainly decomposed in the soil with
my other organs;
I want to pass on
my kindness to the rudest heart,
my humbleness to the arrogant soul,
my smile to an orphan child
and my empathy to an apathetic man
because when I die, I want to
leave behind the little change
that every human merely wishes to do
no matter if this universe only recalls
the last letter of my last name
or manages to forget this too.