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I Know

I know 
that I will die
but my day hides
my date is unknown
I am curious
and yet scared
of such a fact
that I will die
irrespective of my health
despite my wealth
death knocks
sickness may attack
accident may occur
even nature may strike
I feel weak
I feel weak
when I think of my own coffin
I feel weak
I feel weak
when I imagine my own grave
my funeral
my own departure
I cannot avoid it
I cannot escape
I know
I will die
one day
and leave this galaxy
with its pain and joys
but I wonder
if in heaven will I enter
or hell will I burn
due to sin
my daily immorality 
that makes my soul dirty
and deserve to depart.

Drencho POET Loads

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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