Ritwik K. B.
When the countdown begins
3… 2… 1…
Time sets alarm,
Travel to the world
None of anyone
Recognize the day
leaving the world.
Don’t feel sorry
About me
And when you see my
Cadaver lifted on
That day,
Don’t mourn for me.
It’s the rule of nature
Next, I will be
In my world.
When you come
On my funeral,
Don’t say goodbye to me
It’s just an empty space
Where I will enter
To the paradise.
Next world of
My own countdown begins again
3… 2… 1…
You will see my
Corpse contracting
To the sand.
How can there be
My end,
When the sun set
Every day
For the moon rise,
And the day begins
After the night
When I lasted my
Sentence for the time,
And close my eyes,
Flashback everything
For a moment,
To conclude the
Balance sheet of this world.
My body and soul
Belongs to the land
For the last time,
And I will enter to
The next world
For the first time.
