Everything has finished,just a few to go
To go towards the destiny.
Towards the end.
Towards the farewell.
I am tired
I am waiting for the last breath..
The morning has left my company
The noon already vanished up
The afternoon played hide n sick and dissappeared
The evening is no more
The dining table has been washed up
Time to sleep waiting for the last breath.
The sleep having no end
Having no morning
Having no dream
But a dream without soul
Having no regrets to get up.
It is all peace , waiting for the last breath.
O dear mother,
Your son is tired
finaly played the last game
and finaly he left the ground
he wants to take rest for ever
in your loving lap waiting for the last breath.
The role play is on climax.
Acted in many role..
Being a son to being a brother
Being a friend to being a lover
Being a husband to being a father
Being a grandpa waiting for the last breath
O earth take your part
O fire take your flame from me
O water i am returning your droplets
O air thanks for your company
O sky finaly i am repaying your gift
Finaly waiting , waiting for the last breath.
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