THE FATE

Written by: jayachandran chakrapany

Fading memories 
Forgotten past 
Frozen mind and spoiled dreams 
I feel to hear the bells of death 
The chariot of God driven by white horses 
Started the journey 
Who will cry? 
Who will put a wreath? 
Who will fire my funeral? 
Who will put a light in my graveyard? 
Who will dismiss my ash in a holy river? 
I do not know 
That is the fate of a lonely man as me 
That is the fate of a lonely man as me.