It's my coffin

The slow of process of dying...

Easy, easy

Handle with care

It’s my coffin,

Easy, easy

I am gonna lay there

Here, in my coffin.

 

I sat on the chair

I have been idle for too long,

The Lid of a coffin ajar

This is where we belong.

I lit a cigarette

Wearily going through the bills due,

Poor health and hefty debt

Happy that I am not yet sued.

Cracked my wire glasses

I couldn't read anymore,

My sight harasses

People have stopped knockin' on my door.

 

Now old and gray

I abandoned god,

Neither do I pray

By now, your minds have trod.

Bury me

Bury my belief,

Under the Mahogany tree

Bury mine & thy grief. 

Reviews

[Gabby Nieves]

Ahhh what a sad truth. Nice poem, nonetheless.

[Mayank]

Thanks Gabby :)

[Namrata]

Throughout, the poem gives us the idea of a point in our fixed timeline, we all have to face someday . Now, that the narrator has ceased to care about life and abandoned God (wow) , he only cares that his coffin be handled with attention. And makes a list throughout of the do-s and don't-s .
It was a nice write. We better be back to seizing every moment of life , soon.

[Mayank]

You got it right mate! Thank you for reading and reviewing...

[ayesha gupta]

i dont like sad type of poem as it makes me sad. but your way of writting is really appreciable. you pen down your feeling very well, it touches reader's heart.

[Mayank]

Glad that you liked it :)

[Avinash]

Another brilliant fantasy of old age and death. I think this is one of your favorite subjects. Delve dark and deep you will find some clues to your own mind. I am looking forward to more output from your stores.

[Mayank]

Thank you mate! I am planning to write the series, set of 10 poems completely based on the old age and death.

[Sophy Freebirds]

When we reach our saturation point. When all is nothing but just a grim knot.... when everything seems to be a dark road ahead our feet tires of being the only lonely pair. I know where you are coming from with this but i will say what Freida has said stay strong. Its not good to show someone the sunshine and then banish him from it,even the DEVIL may cry when he looks around and sees that he is alone in hell.
Coming to the poem it is dark,gripping and tastes so bitter that it makes my soul ache for you. Probably your best till date. It has come from your inner gusto thats why the words move down so smoothly. A rare and unique piece of work. Hinting what once shakespeare said " Every hour we rot and rot".... xoxo.. :) * takecare*

~Sophy

[Mayank]

Thanks Sophy, you are a sweetheart ;)

[hardeep sabharwal]

a sad but touching piece,, emotions are expressed in a brilliant way

[Mayank]

Thanks Hardeep!

[AprilRN1210]

the repetition in this one really drives the point home.. the things we get buried under and kill us slowly each day... can feel trapped and dead already at times... well done...

[Mayank]

Thanks April... glad you liked it

[Stonz P.]

The last stanza is the best.
And yes, I did not get who 'we' are in the second stanza..

I had two suggestions:
The line "people have.....on my door" can be placed elsewhere.. It confused me as we spoke about his failing sight just before.. Maybe, make it the first line in the stanza?
And in the third stanza "Happy I am not sued yet' gives a better flow..

Good write.

[Mayank]

Thanks mate! Sorry, I have not asked your name yet. Coming to the 'we' point, I wanted to convey that we eventually perish and will rest in that coffin. We equally belong to death as much as life.

[Mayank]

Also I liked your suggestion, I think it will get better flow.

[Stonz P.]

Oh, no worries, I try not using my name anywhere. You can call me Stonz. or Peter.
People call me by my nicknames only. In fact, my best friend gets confused every time someone will ask about me using my real name -_-
#TrueStory

[Mayank]

hahaha!!! People have forgotten my name as well and they like my twitter handle more and call me with the same name...

[Kamari's]

Very sad but inspirational

[Mayank]

Thanks Kamari!

[Kamari's]

You are very welcome

[Briana O'Connor]

This is a beautifully haunting tale. I love the way you used the coffin in poetic transition. This is a winner. Thank you for sharing.

[Mayank]

My pleasure, glad you liked it.