The Journey

Hold me tight and recall the best memories of ours.

Smile at my dead body even if tears drop while you do so.

I know I am little bit stubborn in those days of my living on earth.

But don't judge me for that using an awful remark.

While close to my dead body, consider every part of me been pure.

Call my name, and wonder why i remain in silent.

And then....And then, install out all the reminiscences and memories of our so called living life

together.

Finally, get that I am no more, and neither gong, nor alarm or any other instruments will raise

the so called me again.

I am dead, I am no more!

Laying down is my body feeling so bored.

No family nor friend, all have went home.

Living me with my deeds, And the boredom.

Of the grave were I will stay yes and makes home.

But I know, I know dead comes in random.

It strike with out consent just like a Python.

I am dead! Let that be a reason for you to change, if all you could recall through out our living

was mess mix of sins.

I am dead! Let that be a reason for you to be inspired more if all you could recall towards our

living is of a great benefit.

And then... And then pray to meet the young so dead me in the final abode.

And when some one ask you of me...smile and say; the gentle soul is now at rest in a place

were only soul with a great worth can be.

I am dead! But let the spirit be in you.

Prince Prince Bihaj