=======DEATH BED======= **************************** Begone, shall I be. With my pockets, money loaded and appealing desires. But who do I owe an apology? Forsaken the true taste of life, an ordeal to gather the materialistic harmony. The wreched chair that I sit upon with my trembling arms and my eyes hazed off as the dusk that I see. All dark, still and prevailing silence and no audience as they used to be. I see a different world today with brilliant colors, pleasing air and an urge to let me stay For I am Lost in the numbness of the nature around, Cryptic, but curious to behold the msytical chirpy sound, wondrous and a wish to so much press my feet against the lustrous ground. Have I lost it all, The will to move on again? Yes, the kind for which I had an undenial and absolute disdain has turned out to be my own self with nothing left to gain, but to seek for the death bed, the cure to this elevating pain. The wrinkles near my eyes have narrowed my vision to see, Instilled with the unsolved enigma of life within me. Begone, shall I be, but I Turn back to envision my family, Stretching their arms to pull me closer, but Alas, my strength is long gone and no beads to play any more. And rest for an eternity on my death bed so gray, I close my door.
