>≫≫I Want To Die
Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I
No more i like to add them, so, I want to die
And I want to become a holy ghost
Whom the people would like the most.
Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back
To my own permanent and eternal home
You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.
In my real home I see the news
Coming from the lipstick coated lips
In the television of my molten death
People are sobbing with a heavy breath.
The atmosphere is heavy and they feel the pain
This thrills me and gives a feeling of gain.
The only son of my ...
Old dogs never learn a new trick
But here I am learning new tricks at the same time getting old
In the process I lost weight
Shaking and shedding my previous knowledge
Fresh I feel
Like a new born baby I laugh and I cry
Seeing the changes in the cells of my brain
Learning is never a finished job that I never learnt in my childhood
So in this old age I just recently realized