• anabelle_26_arpita 5w

    The final minutes....

    In my room i was......holding my tear
    Watery eyes with vision not clear...
    I knew my soul would support no longer
    And also that my heart was not that stronger.....
    Upon the bed i lay with tears rolling down ...
    The thoughts of death made my inner strength frown....
    Whenever for love and happiness my heart would crave....
    Suddenly would come to my mind the thoughts of grave.....
    And then slowly my eyes dropped down....
    I knew the heaven would now welcome me with a crown.....
    My mouth was becoming dry.... i was losimg my breath.....
    And slowly i sinked into the lap of death
    ©arpita2608