The Fate
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.
Copyright © Jayachandran Chakrapany | Year Posted 2012
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