Wednesday, 1 April 2015

ONE LAST TIME.

A man on bed
       In throes of death
Dying to Survive
       Gasping last breath
Pleading to the Masters
        Oh Pray !!
I ask, my merciful
        One last day
Wasn't alone I realize
         Walking through my life
A companion and friend
         Devoted, dedicated, my wife
Clean home, warm hearth
         Her hands covered in grime
Never thanked, let me now
         Kiss her one last time
So engrossed in work
         Quest fuelled every stride
My children are well fed
         But the childhood cried
Awaits an incomplete sandcastle
        An unheard nursery rhyme
Let me play with them
        O Lord, one last time
Parents acquainted me to the world
        Gave me wings to fly
How can I depart
        Without saying even a goodbye
Sweat blood & sacrifice theirs
         I was the reason prime
Let me in gratitude
          Embrace them one last time
There at the nook
          My best friend stands
Tears in his eyes
          Tremors shaking hands
He has been, in thick and thin
           A partner in every crime
Let me share a joke,
           Laugh with him, one last time
And then a bright light
             A hand shook and awoke me
Good morning, greeted my lovely wife
             I joined hands, prayed to thee
Thank you Lord
              For this last chance
For I shall live
               Live like its for one last time

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