When I die
The pigeons would still flock to my balcony in search of a home
The clouds still would float like boats in the sparkling blue, some in clusters, some lone
The grasshoppers in my little garden would still dart between patches of green in a flurry
The snails would still shed their shells and move at a leisurely pace, without a hurry
The herons would screech, the cricket would still break the evening bliss
Days would descend into night and night into day in quiet and peace.
When I die
The morning noise of the electric kettle would continue to break the peace of the world
The frying pan would still sizzle with hot oil and white and yellow of eggs being broiled
The smell of ground coffee brewing and toasting of fresh brown bread
Fruits would lie in queue, waiting to be spread
Breakfast and lunch boxes would be filled in hurry
The car would arrive at the gate on time, people leaving for work in a scurry
When I die
Meetings would continue with their important agenda
Clients ringing cash registers and celebs facing the camera
Presentations would be made and negotiations would rage
Career would surge and performance records would break
Till all battles are won and you are crowned as King
And time does its tick-tock and the alarm bell rings
When I die
There’ll still be the same hustle and bustle
Of humans and cars and buses
Of screech and cacophony of the young and the old
Of the smart and the fools and of those loved and those abandoned
Of achieved goals and buried dreams
Of race against time and winning the sheen
When I die
My boy would sit on a quiet evening and stare at the western sky
Staring into the golden hue as the sun blushes as a bride shy
And into the expanses of green afar and the bright lights near
His big beautiful eyes would search for an invisible me, with a smile and maybe a tear
His heart would open wide and seek me in whole
While I float along hills and crevices, embracing his loving sweet soul
One Response
My heart becomes heavy,my eyes are filled with tears,my mind starts racing to see you once and touch and embrace you.So well written but never write such things till I am here.