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Waiting for the death

No, breaths still on

Not dead

Words mixing with the air pipe

Lungs need the air

My Heart needs the words

Words are no more heard

All smoke

Hello !! Hello !!

How are you feeling now??

No words,

Mumbling sounds

Hello !! Hello!!

No , nothing

Only the tired silence !!

Tired of battling

With the mind

And of course the giant.

Why did it come??

Should have realized,

Our daughter is unmarried,

Our son is unemployed,

Our duties unfulfilled !!

Dreams still alive !!

Like the shallow burning coals.

We need to fan them, together !!

They could catch flame.

Glow, please, glow,

Or turn into ashes

I can't fan it one handedly !!

I am exhausted,

My eyes are itching of smoke,

My heart is heavy,

But I don't want to give up,

As long as I am warm.

I want this warmness for life

Doctor says, Pray !!

I don't want to join my hands,

As long as you are holding one.

I pray to you, though!!

Please open your eyes!!

Let me tell the world

I am taking you home.

Like once i did,

When we were young and naive.

Only this time

The celebration will be pure.

We will celebrate life.

Only life !!!

Please, for my sake

Open your eyes !!

And see yourself

The world is still beautiful.

There is still hope

Of better days.

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