"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.
