The Many Me's

"Someday I am going to die!"

I realized with a shock.

This body will erode,

my brain will be go off.

I'll be burnt like logs on a winter night.

Someday I am going to die!

Will it hurt? Will I cry?

Will I writhe in pain the whole time?

Will I have someone by my side?

Will they come to say good bye?

Or will I have a lonely life?

Someday I am going to die.

What will they remember me by?

Would it be good riddance?

Or will they yearn for me?

Will there be grieving

On my final journey?

'Someday I am going to die',

A thought I had long back.

As a kid, a stranger to the world

Of time, age and healing power.

A kid I don't remember much of.

Weird How it never occurred..

Back when I was young

That you're too many, not one.

Every year, every stage, every phase

Through every love, loss or heartbreak

You shed your skin and mould

Into a new entity with the same soul. 

I visit you some times

In the garden of my memories.

Some old, some fading, some bright.

It's crazy how I see my own face

Yet find no resemblance

to that kid with shiny eyes.

I've changed without knowing.

No notice, no reminder or ultimatum.

It's funny how I used to worry

About dying a million years later.

Now all I care for is to lead the journey,

The destination hardly matters.

There are still so many Me's,

I am waiting to encounter.