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Summons
Summons
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© Krishnasish Jana

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Enough have I seen, these eyes have grown old now

It’s just a long wait, for destiny to drop a tear.

It’s a wish not fulfilled, to watch my past;

Amidst the veils of mist I grope for my memories;

I have grown old now, and I want to see no more.

 

Years seem decades when solitude is the only friend,

But time has lost its value; And so have I.

This wooden armchair, that aluminium tumbler

And these medicine bottles shall be of no use one day.

I have grown old now, and it’s time for me to leave.

 

Time and age has made me a refuse now

The same ‘me’ who was once a father, a husband;

But plants are no longer of use if they don’t flower.

Winds were never so cold; neither was I.

I have grown old now, and I wait for the call.

 

I wait for the call, all ears, but I don’t hear;

There’s nothing else left, the journey’s over.

I have lived my smiles and tears to my fullest,

Now I have no hopes, fears or regrets.

I just wait, for someone to take me

To the adobe of serenity; but for that

I need to get His summons; I’m tired now;

It’s time for me, and my old destiny, to sleep.

death summons god wait old age

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