There was an atmosphere of grief in the air,
I woke up from my bed and went down the stairs....

I saw my mother weeping with words saying
'Why?'...
I saw my father shedding tears silently so he couldn't make a bry....

I was astounded but tried to remain calm,
When I saw myself lying in my mother's arm...
I went and asked everysingle person 'what happened?'...
None answered like it was The End......

People gathered at my home and asked my mother to let me go,
My mother took me in her arms for the last time and bid me a farewell with a tearful bow.....

I saw my father taking me in a peaceful place,
Where I had No pain No sadness to chase....

I couldn't do anything to stop those tears,
They all were crying eventhough I was near......

All I would do was to take a last look at the light of there faces and Shine..
Afterall it was the Funeral of mine......


© |S.T.K|