Time's up! God's call.
Time is up! Now God's call.
Today my dead body is to fall.
I will forget all your rudeness.
I will forget your gift of harshness.
The way you chide me,
The way you snatched glee!
All I will forget.
Don't worry I won't hate.
I will forget the way you misunderstood.
The way you spoiled my boyhood.
But don't worry as I won't complain.
I am leaving now for heaven.
Only one request I have for you.
Forgive me and my crew!
Don't keep anger for me.
As I will now have to flee.
By Koustav Bhanja Choudhury