When I died.. My romance with truth..

by shalinijena

What has been the nature’s quest
I remember surpassing the rest
The flower bloomed on my side
the singing birds follow up the stride

Mourning faces droop their heads
Tearful eyes look up and prayed
I floated in the night of life
Smiling sadly over godly plight

I remembered then the solid days
when I said days and saw no time
the harmony with eyes shut tight
as the soul drifted.. the soaring kite

I know the feeling is for real
The world beneath is so clear
But I can no more close these eyes
as I see them burning on my pyre…