Remember me as a catastrophe
or a piece or a moiety
of viridity
for I'll leave the sawdust to the air
which will burn the woods
over my dead body
and the notes
in the shelf where I sit to study.

Don't worry I'll keep our secret with me
no words will resonate thee.

If there will be rain
believe me it will be me
crying over my own demise
not from the heavens
but from the skies
to my way to another galaxy
not for you or any other
but departing from this property
whose landlord is still anonymous to me.

The last of my penny should serve the needy
The words I wrote should serve the humanity
Don't keep them for charity
Deliver them to someone who can read
a broke writer's heart
even if at the end
the name suggests it was not me
I will be happy to be immortal
not with the name my parents gave
but with the words I released
in an uncanny state .

©shailja33

#remember #wod
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