When I Die.... Poem by bikram baniya

this is what i always wanted getting the people's attention.
all the good works i did n my humble behavior they'll mention.
hearing those words my parents eyes would go numb.
literally paralyzed for a while, blindfolded, deaf, and dumb.
i am quite sure even the one i've always loved will be there.
hanky in her one hand, bouquet in the other and properly tied hair.
sit next to my mom and hold her hands and try to comfort her.
he will be sitting somewhere alone holding his tears my father.
as she look at me for the last time before i am buried.
i can see ring in her index finger, probably she got married.
even my lifeless body would shiver and cry in pain.
not coz m dead coz she is with another man