Death Series 2
Another one in the series that tries to explore death
Unravelling
Can hear bird’s chirping
Singing songs of gratitude
To night gone by
For keeping them alive
And the sun
For dispelling fear of hunters
That prowl at night
Can feel a faint heat
Slanting rays of rising sun
May have touched me somewhere
The dead can’t see anything
While they patiently wait
For death to collect their soul
That has been stitched together
By life
Threads of emotions feelings experience
And memories
Weaved side by side and across
Into a prismatic fabric
Without seams or stitches
And death loves it
Much more than the dead
Lying face down in the mud
Immobile
Don’t know what had struck me down
Or who and for what
I just wait
For deaths footsteps
That are amplified by loss of other senses
One by one
As blood stops moving in veins
Maybe that’s why hearing stays
For some more time
To hear it’s last one sound
Sound of soul peeled off
It’s threads unravelling
One thread at a time
Till there’s nothing left
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
