When Death Knocked at my Door…

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An evocative poem about the final journey, by Sarala, exclusively for Different Truths.

When death knocked at my door

I got dressed very fast

In my finest attire

Wearing beautiful fragrant

flowers in my hair and

splashed lovely perfume

on my body

Which is going to be

ashes in a while!

I coyed

I smiled

I embraced him

with fervent desire

to take me in his

loving arms

He extended his mighty arms

and I felt ecstatic

In his loving grip

so tight and loving!

I closed my eyes

He kissed me

I soared high

Leaving my body

My soul floating

Above the clouds

Everything calm

Everything sublime

I entered heaven

with sweet songs

on my lips!

©Sarala Balachandran

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