Exequy of myself

Oh, it’s my funeral, 

I became a lifeless body 

A corpse

Laid down covered in white cloth

My heart has stopped beating

Blood in my vein is darkened,

And frozen

 

Oh it’s my funeral,

I became a lifeless body 

I don’t want the tears of those,

Who didn’t cry for me when I was here

Who were not with me during my hardships

Who were not happy for my achievements,

Who stayed away, when I needed them the most

Request them to do the same,

Even at this stage of my non-existence

My exequies may not touch their paralysed sentiments  

 

Oh, it’s my funeral,

I became a lifeless body 

Give way to all those

Who are here for a glimpse of my body

Let them weep, cry and moan for me,

May this scene will remind them about my end

End of my role in their life

Perfectly incomplete

 

Oh, it’s my funeral,

I became a lifeless body 

I remain senseless, unaffected,

Non-living mass of tissue

I lay, in front of my dear ones

I wish,

I could be a phoenix bird

And rise renewed from my ashes

And to be here with my dears for some more time

But in reality,

I no more exist in this world,

Gone to another world with my thrills and wishes

I can dwell here, only as a memory in those hearts

 

Oh, it’s my funeral,

I became a lifeless body 

Would my body be decayed in the soil underneath?

Or burned to ashes along with the woods?

Would I become a star to shine and smile in the sky?

Would be I be reborn?

If yes, as what?

If not, what else is there for me?

Would I be meeting my beloveds who left the world earlier?

The pestering thoughts continue to be with me as always

Yes,

Even today, at my funeral

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