FIVE
MORE DAYS
Few hundred heartbeats to free,
Oh dear God! Too high you live,
Not me but my soul can reach thee,
With five more days to live,
As death is a set of doleful doctrines,
For these mental misshapen oddities;
forgive,
I see them collecting pastoral eglantines,
For my wreath; with five more days to live,
Costly and gorgeous, my cenotaph is
sculptured,
It is
but one of the million deaths I hast to outlive,
With all dearest dreams I’ll leave refined
and cultured,
I wail no more, during these five more days
to live,
Under the trees I sit still,
With thee in heart, I believe,
My farewell is but your will,
With just five more days to live,
Oh father! Cast light on my shadow,
Though on my body you don’t believe,
All I owe is a promise to borrow,
But I have five more days to live,
Lord! Test my body with your sieve,
Pour in me my soul toe to head,
I have five more days to live,
Who held my faith, who held my heart?
What wilt they do with my bones, wilt they
connive?
Is my loneliness invisible till I depart?
Or do I really have five more days to live?
In my mid-teenage I want to survive,
With a list of strange magnificent dreams to
live,
Take me where God wilt arrive,
Followed his steps, still five more days to
live,
How can my breathes to me belie?
Nothing more than an empty hope to give,
As they vanish, I must die!
In your memory, five more days to live,
Pour your ichor and bliss,
Before everything I loose, let me achieve,
Everything that a human can miss,
Please guard my soul; I’ve five more days to
live,
I’m ash against winds of immoderate grief,
Like an effluviumless lamp yet to retrieve,
As death is just a relief from mortal
belief,
Torn asunder; with just five more days to
live,
End all my days like these,
And memories; with just five more days to
live…..
