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…
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