From the death bed

On the death bed a smile of life blossoms

Like the heaven appears when darkness dies

Aroma of dreams disappear with blows around

My begging hands shiver  in winter touches

A little heart pulses that I feel inside

None the other minds read its voracity

Days pass with hot summer wind

In the shivering winter that freezes mind

With hopes and puzzles blissfully twinkle

In my unnoticed sky of all lost dreams.

A smooth fly of thoughts over my head

Galloping my days with hurts and the death bed

Seemingly ( her) foots sound aloud

In my living being a truth goes down

I die and again get alive

From the death bed to see her smile.