Thoughts Of Last Breathe | Poem

Thoughts of last breathe,

Crosses me like a breeze,

Slapping continuous with time,

Making plans for that hour,

Coming to sleep with you, Deathra.

Worldly peace terrifies me,

Confinement peace horrifies me,

Waiting! Waiting! Till unknown time,

Coming to sleep with you, Deathra.

Things put in order of attachments,

I’m escaping soon to somewhere,

Scared! Scared! I’m dead,

Coming to sleep with you, Deathra.

Listen hard!

Thoughts of last breathe,

Crosses me like a breeze,

Slapping continuous with time,

Making plans for that hour,

Coming to sleep with you, Deathra.

©Suraj Jangid

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