(23) Before The Periwinkle Withers Poem by Lubna S. Khan

A few minutes back,
As I was adoring moon,
Down came Michael
And said I'll die soon.

I begged tp the God,
To give just one night
Of life and few breaths
And Michael was off sight.

I hurried to my phone
And called up each friend;
We planned of a funeral
For near was my end!

I wrote all my feelings
On a dry leaf,
And flew it from my roof
To relieve my grief.

Then I made a card
Saying, 'Hi, O God, Dear! '
'Cause I had to greet Him
When We would be near.

Time was slipping off
With moon fading away,
And I had three more tasks,
Before I could sway.

I saw my siblings rest
In the darkness of the night.
I kissed each's forehead
With coming day's fright!

I went to my parents
And kissed my Mom's feet
And I kissed my Dad's hand
While they were deep asleep!

I came back on the lawns
And saw the rising day,
So surprised I was!
So bright was my Doom's Day!

I now finally see Michael
Back in his heavenly shade,
I kneel down in prayers
And see everything fade!

(written on the 30th of March,2009)


(The other day me and my friend, Maheshi were thinking of doing something really good to pass our time and i suddenly came up with this idea of writing down about what one would do if ever he realized that tonight is the last night of his life and he knew he would definitely die next day! And all I could think of is what this poem says!)