The Idea of Death
All about last night
There were traffic sounds and loud music
The voices fell on my ears but it's like I could hear nothing
There were people around me calling my name probably
Trying to wake me up
But I could feel nothing but coldness of wind on my hands
There were thoughts, thousands of them
Piercing my body like a sharp pointed needle
But I was numb, numb to all the pain it caused
And the only thing I could think of was
How soothing it will be when my soul will leave my body leaving a peaceful smile on my face
Knowing that I've given all the love, life and goodness I had in me
The last shred of heart is now sold
And all beautiful yellows are now empty black
And with that thought I felt asleep, tears of joy drying on face dreaming about how freeing this will be.
No thought of my aspirations, things or people I loved or the desires I had were as good as this thought, everything was ashen.
And today when I woke up, I was a bit confused for it was all the same
Loud people, chirping birds, barking dogs
And then my heart synchronized with my mind and said - "Now is not the time".
Copyright © Shreshtha Mishra | Year Posted 2022
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