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Last moment of my life, I am going to die,
Death will permanently close my turbid eye.
Doctors told that, “We have left no way-
To save his life from the edge of life’s bay”.
No one is getting a little bit of hope,
To spare my life, if there is any scope!
Unbearable pain I am feeling in my body,
Escape to eternity, the soul is finally ready!
Helplessly I am waiting to breathe for the last,
Leaving all my memories in the scroll of past.
Everything in my eyes looks too fade,
As if they aren’t real, all are imaginary made!
Standing if front of my life’s eleventh hour,
Panic death snatched away from me, all my power.
Soon my body will be covered with white cloth-
Cloth and the body will be mingled in soil, both.
I want to see that face before my last breathe-
Because she came to my life with lots of faith!
Everything I did for her, were all my love,
I gave to her, my heart and soul that I have.
In my life she was like a swirl of wind-
Blew away all strife that I had in mind.
Now at the end of life I have nothing to say,
I want to see her again, this is my only pray!
One day all must die, whenever lives begin-
God, return my soul, I want to love her again.
Very strong, very captivating! Good job on this one. :)
This poem, at first gave me the feeling that it is going to tell a sad story, but finally ended up with a romantic wish........hope the soul will return anyway.
excellent poem dosto. your choice of words were excellent as always, but the theme touched me most. best of luck
shawon-like this one a whole lot-very poetic person
Shawon my friend -
Are you really going to die? Forgive me if you are just using poetic license, but obviously as you are a good friend I would like to know - I NEED to know - if you are ok, and if you are going to BE ok.
Or, are you talking of someone elses death?
If you are referring to your own, whether in reality or just poetically, I wonder if the woman you are wishing to see before the end knows you wish to see her, and if so, has she come to see you? If she hasn't, TELL ME HER NAME, AND I'LL MAKE SURE YOU GET A VISIT FROM HER BEFORE YOU GO! Because you are a good man Shawon, and I feel you should receive your last rites - whether they are in r/t or v/t, reality or poetry.
Once again though, another great piece of writing from you, you always manage to get the reader to feel what you are feeling - I am certainly sad for you now, and hoping this woman comes to see you before, God forbid, you should die.
Please PLEASE let me know if it is reality or poetically meant, because you ARE an important friend to me and I need to know now.
Hope this critique is "big" enough, I have tried to write exactly what I want to say, but right now it's 5.45 am and I really haven't been getting much sleep recently, although I did only just wake up after falling asleep AGAIN tonight - I feel so relaxed I think I will just keep sleeping until my body has caught up with all the sleep I've been missing for the last few months (since September actually, when my insomnia returned) (not just my insomnia, but I also ended up getting manic again, and I ended up in a relationship with a woman I met online and she would never "allow" me to sleep, almost as if she WANTED to see me get iller - well I certainly did, but it was all another adrenaline rush wasnt it, though I do prefer ENDORPHIN RUSHES myself!).
I do wonder sometimes how my ex-girlfriend is doing - she probably never did love me, and I must admit, she WAS right when she constantly accused me of loving the pain more than I loved her, because YES, I DID LOVE THE PAIN MORE THAN I LOVED HER. I LOVE THE PAIN MORE THAN EVERYTHING, *APART FROM* MY CURRENT BOYFREIND, I ACTUALLY *DO* LOVE HIM MORE THAN I LOVE THE PAIN, I JUST HOPE ONE DAY I CAN PROVE THAT TO HIM - I WILL CERTAINLY TRY. I will KEEP TRYING, until he believes me, cos I NEVER LIE - ok, so i tell the odd white lie here and there like everyone does, if its to protect my friends (or my own health), but I'd say the amount of times I lie is such a small number that it wouldnt even make a dent in a Numeric Rating Scale, and I certainly can't make a percentage of it, because there's not enough nines in existence to fit at the end if I were to do this as a sum on a calculator. I dont usually bother with calculators - I can actually REMEMBER important numbers, just like i tend to remember other important things.
Oh GOD, now I really HAVE been ranting! AND, the majority of it has been totally IRRELEVANT *shrugs* oh well, at least I got to write it down , and writing things down really helps me to deal with things, as does talking about them. Sorry, ranting again!
I'm off (not offline, just off this site for now to see if you want to carry on talking on YM), thanks for sharing that lovely poem with us Shawon, and I reallly hope that you ARE going to be ok.
Bye for now,
'leesh (Thia Delores Algos) x