I am dying,

my life is going away from me slowly flying,

with only last few breaths to lift,

I know my end is certain just with the difference of a shift.

I want time to stop

and all around silence to hop.

With this silence, I am making peace with my mind,

to forget all the great memories that I am going to leave behind.

Earlier I thought I could run away and hide

and leave behind this devastating tide

forgetting that its GOD’S will

which is as much hurting as chill.

How could anyone run away from death

which is an inevitable debt.

One day it had to be paid

with your life and against this no excuse could be made.

Now I want to relive

happy moments which are hard to believe

especially now when I am so near my doom

which is unclear, as mist is surrounding my room.

All my old memories are vanishing

and slowly I am tarnishing.

Something is snatching me away from myself

and nobody is coming to me to help.

Now I am feeling light hearted

as all the weight of life has darted

away from me making me free again

to wonder around and find a new life to begin.

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I light the world with sweet little light,

at the deepest of the night.

Myself half hidden in darkness,

still I show no harshness.

Humans have made me their touring spot,

I could feel the warmth of there feet so hot.

I had always be barren and alone,

now I have realized how Earth shone.

There are many secrets till hidden under me,

I can’t still be planted with a tree.

No one has enough power,

to bring clouds on me for a shower.

They are using me to study,

the space with secrets so muddy.

Oxygen supply is less here,

Earth is providing it from there.

I still peep through clouds down on Earth.

I have now been given a new birth.

I look onto myself in the deep sea,

hanging in the air but still free.

I give message to be calm and still,

sometimes I hide behind a hill.

World is so beautiful down there,

but now-a-days nobody knows its going where.

Today humans are destroying its beauty,

by cutting so many trees, they have forgotten their duty.

They should soon realize their mistake,

before its too late for them to wake.

They are not happy with what they have,

they want there standards to pave.

For this they are working very hard,

they are even ready to walk bare footed in a blizzard.

One day they might be able to crack,

something which is hidden under a great sac.

Wait is the only way until the right time,

everything will clear the clouded lime.

Now it is going to be morning soon,

and I should let myself out of this world of goon.

I am tired after such a long talk,

I am now over with my stock.

I am always here

but still to open my eyes, I don’t dare

till night comes

as there are still some unsolved sums.

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Ah! there is so gloominess where she is born,

she is as sweet as a baby corn.

Remorseful silence seems as dead end  of a sea,

love is not her cup of tea.

ought to be born with a curse,

life for her can never be more worse.

Every eye seems to be staring,

but there are no looks of caring.

her parents take her as born burden,

many a time she had to undergo sudden

changes which makes her life miserable,

which is never desirable.

There is no celebration where she is born,

she is treated like worn out and torn.

As she grows in this deteriorating time,

she is churned up just like chime.

After her teens to womanhood, she lives the most miserable life,

now she becomes someone’s wife.

She is married against her will,

and her life is now a trill.

The loveliest time comes when she becomes a mother,

she stops thinking about her life further.

She is now concerned about her baby,

who has made her crazy.

Against this she is even killed in flames of greed,

of which dowry being the main seed.

Or she is insecure in the society,

every eye questions her purity.

No one can understand her soul,

she has a very little role

in everyone’s life that for there greed, they are ready even to cut her with the knife.

Now, after so much suffering she is ready to fight,

and gain back her right.

Earlier she had a heart of pearl,

but no one understood it and just gave it a swirl.

She is now ready for revenge,

 now she is not going to fall in a trench.

She has learnt how to hate,

now she doesn’t believe in fate.

She has now taken her revenge as she had now punished

everyone who had taunted her. Everything is now finished.

She leaves this world  with a pride,

the best she could do, she had tried.

She is now at peace on her death bed,

with happiness of her bravery the sky is gray and red.

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