Anveshi Jaiswal Poet Rhyme

No mountains, Nor Coast

I don't desire mountains,
Nor do I desire coasts
But I hope when I knock your door, Death, 
You would be a gracious host.

When I come to meet you Death,  
I hope you would be kind.
And shoulder to carry me,
None I'd need to find. 

I hope  when I lay there,
There would be people who would listen,
And there would be some titles,
With which I would be christened.

I hope there would be someone,
To whom our separation would cause swan-like despair.
But I hope there would be enough memories,
To ease the pain they would have to bear.

And when I sleep forevermore, 
There would be millions of days to cherish,
I hope there would be heights I had soared,  
Making my name impossible to perish.

Then when I come to knock your door, Death,  
You would be so kind,
That departing from my world, and greeting you
I wouldn't mind.

I don't desire mountains,
Nor do I desire coasts 
But when I knock your door, Death 
You would be a gracious host.

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