Will Anybody Miss Me

The world around me starts to turn into a tunnel
Reducing the space in which my thoughts would once dwell
Fleeting visions, of my life gone by, fill my sight
As I drift towards the beckoning light

Above my body, I see myself rise
The world becomes small as my soul flies
Through beautiful clouds, through beautiful skies
Is this how it is when one dies?

I see people gather around my mortal remains
Speaking in muffled tones, is that pain
That is reflected in their muted voice
Or are they simply paying me lip service

In a few hours I see the people disperse
Going about their lives' mundane pleasures
I am dead and gone, so I guess nobody needs me
I wonder, after today, will anybody miss me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Muideen Avatar
October 8, 2017 at 1:53 AM
Of course, a poet does not die, though not in the world of living. But a poet exists through his write. You will always be missed, generation after generations.
Kumar Avatar
October 20, 2017 at 5:22 AM
I took time to think of apt words to respond to your comment. Believe me, I am humbled by your words . All I can do is express my heartfelt gratitude in taking time out to read my poem and for the inspiring comment of yours. Thank you so much. God bless
Nayak Avatar
October 4, 2017 at 4:19 AM
Dear Manoj, A very emotive write.....there will always be a few who will miss us when we leave this world.....though the feel might slowly fade away with moving time....i liked this write dear....you have picturised your poem so well ...with your words such that reader gets an image while reading .... Keep writing....!!!!!, love, Anu:)
Kumar Avatar
October 4, 2017 at 11:12 PM
Thanks Anu:)
Teagan Avatar
October 4, 2017 at 12:24 AM
I think we all wonder this, at some point in our lives. It's kind of hard to think about. You've expressed this well.
Kumar Avatar
October 4, 2017 at 11:12 PM
Thanks Becca
One Avatar
October 3, 2017 at 5:50 AM
Someone will always miss you.. A deep and emotive write..
Kumar Avatar
October 4, 2017 at 12:11 AM
Thank you :)
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