Final Fold

The death calls...It’s the Final fold....
The destination...my life never told....

never saw when shadows came around....
I know now.... it’s the sound...

Sound of my last walk.... fading out...
I was young once... when I dint knew
Life is long... But the final moments are few....

World will walk on … on my grave....
but ill be enough brave.....

to say good bye..... as a soldier....
as a man on honor...

My foot prints won’t last long on the sand...
No one will recall me … after this end…

When everyone will walk out from me…
I know you will come

Tell me death…. Do I look good enough for the first date with you…?
I knew I will see you… what took you so long….?

See I am ready….
Let’s rhyme the final song.

When everyone will walk out from me…
I know you will come…

Hold me in your arms and take me away….
I don’t belong to this route … let walk the different way…

I will trust the words you always told…
You will be here with me… to unfold the final fold…

SCARED

I am a Man with a scar....
and a scar with a story....

Time can heal my wounds
but it leaves a scar behind.....
They take me back to the blurred past...
which is fading out in time....

i live those moments in my memories....
and keep the wounds alive....

My past gave me my scar...
and this is my only asset.....

I walk through the time fast...
but memories dont last....
They will live with me...
as a scar....
some time they make me weak...
some times they give power

Past is like a old friend....
who knows everything....
and can make you feel different bout the same thing...

Right Before I die

I see the ladder . .. I wonder.. . what’s upstairs . .

I cant move . . . I feel stoned . . . but I can see . . I can hear . . .

The smoke in my eyes . . . don’t make it blur. .

I see the light . . . I see te light . . .

I close my eyes. . . but it shines . . .

I smile. . . and it hurts . . . some laughter . . I hear in my head. . .

I hear foot steps . . . I feel scare . . .

I see a set of eyes. . . looking in my eyes . . . looking deep . . .

I can see those lips moving . . . I cant hear . . . but they move

They talk . . . they smile…. that face look up . . . towards . . .

Another face comes in . . Two faces shout . . .

Are they talking to me… I doubt . . .

My legs feel numb . . . and hand feel numb . . .

My mind is laughing loud . . . but my lips are numb . . .

I sink in the water . . . the water is so deep . . .

I give up my self. . Now I hear noises . . . I hear my name. .

I want to open my eyes . . . but its still dark . . .

I realize I am dyeing . . . I wonder can it be any better

The only thing I feel is the itch in my eye . . .

I felt a hand in my hand . . . right before I die . . .

Bizarre