On My Way To Eternity Poem by Preeth Nambiar

I am not alone; I have a friend with me!

The moments I wake up from my gloomy mornings
Upon the worn paths to my destinations,
At times I am about to retire to darkness,
I have a friend to sleep with my tiredness!

He was born with me, at the arms of motherhood!
Holding his cold, lean fingers I started my pace,
I composed words of love, he mocked at me,
I sung the songs eternal, he laughed at me!
I painted my canvas; he turned the colours to black,
When I was lost upon the roads of reality, I found him
Standing besides me, gazing at me, puzzled, but
I heard him whispering, ‘go ahead, I'm with you! '

On my bed, with my cells growing rapid than ever
Multiplying to seize my own breath, I find him!
I find him besides me weeping, the one who
Laughed at my own existence on the earth!
I asked him, ‘when are we going to depart, my dear? '
He smiled and whispered-‘the moment you leave,
I will dissolve unto the light, to see you born again,
May it be in any form, I'll embrace you!

A shadow I am, on your way to eternity,
When days wither from years, years from decades,
When people depart and when you walk alone,
I'm there, on your way to eternity till another death! '

‘A shadow I am! ! '