When I Will Die Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Waking up in nights,
I think about life, and how
Long I will live;
When I will breathe last;
How far I will go and how
Many dreams I can weave;

Will I leave my love behind
And children to weep
Sitting near my grave?
I am not much rich,
They would remain poor always
If I could not save?

I think about my life
I feel low and sorry
For my father, much old,
He will die weeping
Since mother is gone long
He can't often act bold;

I can't hold my tears
About people around me
Who made me what I am today;
Whether they would care
To remember me and help
My family, I can't say;

Fear grips my heart
In this dark silence
And mind goes insane,
What if there would be no rebirth
Where is the place we will meet
To start a family again?