The undying death

I wanna lay Peacefully, beneath the tall trees And the wild bushes

In the most comfortable bed of earth.

Wrapped in the warmth of the fine soil. All around my bare skin

As I belong to none; But the earth.

Answering to none’s calls And none’s questions.

Away from the heavy arguments, There in the enlightened darkness I wanna lay calm.

For the life I’ve been living; I owe so much to this earth.

And innumerable bills to be paid soon. The little  workers in the soil,

Converting the currency of life and death.

And when the earth’s paid, You see the smiling sunflowers, And fragrant roses

But more than that You’ll see the satisfaction

In the dead cold heart Melting into fine infinities.

So life is never dead And it’s just changing faces.

Originally written by Srishti at  ( A writers' Forum )

Author's Note

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[TheLonelyKnight]

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