Death’s Lullaby

No more me.

My body is in silence, yet my heart’s loud.
The glimpse of black and white flickers with extreme oscillation in my cerebral.
And my soul inside? It’s falling apart.
Drifting between memories. Trying to hold on to one, But failing every time.
The noise from everywhere can not reach me under this midnight sun.
Voids of vein and numbness in my limbs are encroaching within.
Utter pain in my ribs, yet calmness​ flowing through my skin.

Jaws are locked, tightening my teeth.
There is cry for oxygen with my every breath.
Changing into pale lips and blue neck without any sense.
It is near, I can feel it’s cold presence.
The very next second, I am free.

No more happiness or sorrow, as I was before birth,
Looking at me from above, is it someone I know?
Alas! They’re incognito beings that surround me.
The water from their eyes will not bring me back from hollow,
I Am already free from agile and grief.
I’ll reunite with Fire, Wind, Earth and Sea.
Now, I am no more me, But still I wish to reborn as me.


©The Honest Fabler – Pooja Mukherjee
©Image Source – Google Images

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